Rotherham(i)
3 But, thou, O Yahweh, knowest me, Wilt thou observe me, and try my heart, towards thee? Drag them away, as sheep for slaughter, And hallow them, for the day when they are to be slain.
4 How long, shall the land mourn, And, the herbage of the whole field, wither? For the wickedness of them that dwell therein, beast and bird, have perished, For, say they, He will not see our latter end!