[It is always the general rule of thumb not to solely take the author’s word throughout these studies, but to pray and seek the face of Yahuah for one’s self, and let the Spirit lead you into all truth (John 16:13-15).]
The numbering of these psalms of course should not be accounted as per se “official”. Following suit with the commonly known apocryphal Psalms 151-160; these psalms also plucked from the Dead Sea Scrolls, have different numbering depending on the original source you refer to (e.g. Psalms 151-155 being canonized in the Syriac, are not necessarily numbered as the same psalms when referring to the commonly accepted collective of Psalms 151-160). For the sake of simple clarity, continuing on in the Psalm 161 chronological general collective seems to be the only obvious step to move forward in, in an all-sincere attempt to rightfully divide, preserve, and freely share what is obviously Yahuah’s Inspired written Word.
Originally Recovered from the Dead Sea Scrolls,Hymns of Thanksgiving (1QHa, 1Q35, 4Q427-432):
This translation has been derived from:
Hymn 10: “Complete Dead Sea Scrolls in English” Hymn 14: “A New Translation” Hymn 14: “Qumran Psalter”
I thank You, O Yahuah, for You have redeemed my soul from the Pit; from Sheol and Abaddon; for You have raised me up to everlasting height. •
I walk on limitless ground, and I know there is hope for him whom You fashioned from dust for the everlasting Council.
You have cleansed a perverse spirit of great sin that it may be appointed up with the hosts of Your Holy Ones; and that it may enter into community (Yahad) with the congregation of the Sons of Heaven.
You have allotted to man an everlasting destiny amidst the spirits of knowledge, that he may praise Your name in a common rejoicing, and recount Your marvels before all Your creatures. •
And yet I, a creature of clay, —what am I?: Kneaded with water; what is worth my mingle, and what is my strength?
For I was present in the border of wickedness, and my lot was with the damned and wretched; for the soul of the Poor One dwells with tumultuous turmoil, and oppresive disasters dog my steps. •
When all the snares of the Pit were opened, and the lures of wickedness were set up, and the nets of the Wretched Ones spread on the waters;
When all the arrows of the Pit flew without ceasing —bursting forth with no hope!:
When the measuring-line falls in judgement, and the lot of anger fell upon those forsaken; venting fury upon the hidden, deceitful, and cunning Ones —the snares of death to be tightened without escape: •
The torrents of Belial shall pour over all the high banks of the earth; with a consuming fire to devour every tree — green and barren — as well as their tributaries, unto the end of their courses.
It shall scourge with sparks from flames of fire, and shall consume the cliffs of clay, even the plains, and the firmament of dry land.
The bases of the mountains shall blaze, and the roots of the flint become torrents of pitch; and shall devour as far down as the great Abyss. •
The torrents of Belial shall break through into Abaddon, and the plotters from the Abyss shall groan amid the roar of those belching forth slime.
The earth shall cry out because of the calamity fallen upon the world, and those upon it shall rave as if mad — perishing; melting away amid their great misfortune.
For Yahuah shall sound His mighty voice, and His holy abode shall thunder with the truth of His glory.
The Heavenly Hosts shall cry out, and the earth’s foundations shall melt, rocking to and fro. •
The heavenly warriors shall war and scourge the earth; for it shall not end before the appointed destruction —for ever without compare.