[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 18: “Complete Dead Sea Scrolls in English” Hymn 23 & 24: “A New Translation” Hymn 22: “Qumran Psalter”
I thank You, O Yahuah, because You have placed me as the fountain of streams in a dry land; [that I] being close to a spring of water in a desolate wilderness, serve as an Irrigator of a well watered garden, and a pool of water.
For You did set a plantation of juniper, pine, and cypress, together with elm and cedar, for Your glory:
—The tress of life at the secret spring!, hidden among the trees by the water, so that a shoot might grow for an eternal planting; taking root before they blossom.
They stretch out their roots to the watercourse that its trunk might be open to the Living Waters, and be one with the Everlasting Spring. •
And all the beasts of the forest grazed on its leafy boughs; yet its stem was trodden by all who passed on the way, and its high branches [left] for all the birds.
All the trees by the water exalted over it, for in their stand they grew tall; but they stretch out no root toward the watercourse.
Thus the Shoot of Holiness shall grow as a Plant of Truth that was hidden, and not esteemed; being unperceived, its mystery was [therefore] sealed up. •
You did hedge its fruit, O Yahuah, with the mystery of mighty heroes, and spirits of holiness; and the whirling flames of fire.
None shall approach the well-spring of life, or drink the waters of holiness with the everlasting trees, or bear fruit with the Eternal Blossom;
Who seeing has not discerned, and considering has not believed in the spring of life —who thinking, without believing in the spring of life, that the Eternal Blossom will give produce. [—who has turned his hand against the Everlasting Bud.] •
Yet I was despised by tumultuous rivers, for they cast up their slime upon me. •
But You, O Elohai, have put into my mouth, —as it were the gentle showers of early rain— for all the plantings of those who thirst, to be a fountain of living waters.
The heavens shall not fail to open, nor shall they run dry, but will become a gushing torrent upon all the trees of the water, to bottomless seas unfathomable.
They shall suddenly gush forth, —that which was hidden in secret— and shall be a deluge of strife to every tree, both the green and the barren; becoming as an abyss to every beast and bird.
The trees shall sink like lead in the mighty waters; in flames of fire they were dried out. •
But the planting of fruit by the everlasting spring, shall be an Eden of glory, bearing its [green] eternal leafy branches. •
By my hand You have opened for them a well-spring so that all its streams may be ditched and channeled out, to turn on a correct measuring-line;
And the standing of their trees according to the plumbline of the Sun —for light eternal!— so that their boughs may become a beautiful branch of glory. •
When I lift my hand to weed out its ditches its roots shall run deep even through the flinty rock;
And unto the depths its stem will strike into the earth, so in the season of heat it shall keep its strength, and retain its shelter.
But if I withdraw my hand it shall be like a thistle and juniper in the wilderness: Its stem shall be as a stinging nettle in a barren salty land.
Thorns and thistles shall sprout brambles and briars from its channeled streams.
And all the border trees of its bank shall be like a wild grapevine, whose foliage withers before the heat; as its stem shall not be open to the spring. •
[Yet] Behold, I am carried away as a temporary abode of sickness —my heart afflicted with scourges.
I am as a forsaken man in sighing and sorrow, and without the refuge of any shelter for strength.
For my affliction breaks out into bitterness; in pain is an incurable sickness that cannot be contained in my bones.
Turmoil roars within me as those who go down to Sheol.
Among the dead my spirit searches, for my life has gone down to the Pit —my soul fainting away day and night without rest. •
My wound breaks out like burning fire shut up in my bones —whose flames devour me for the Endtimes, putting an end to my strength without ceasing, and destroying my flesh until appointed seasons.
The billows fly over me and my soul within me languishes even to death.
My strength ceases from my body as my heart runs out like water;
My flesh melts like wax and the strength of my loins is turned to fear. •
My arm is torn from its socket and I can lift my hand no more;
My foot is held by fetters, and my knees become as if water.
—I can no longer put forth a step!: in its heaviness, there is no sound to the tread of my feet;
For my legs (and arms) are pulled loose in shackles, which cause me to stumble. •
My tongue has gone back and is no longer retrievable which You did exalt marvelously and mightily within my mouth;
For I can no longer bring forth my voice, allowing the heed of instruction to my disciples to revive the spirit of those who stumble, and to speak words of support to the weary.
[The anointing of] my circumcised lips are dumb from honor.
In the plumbline of judgement the tablet of my heart opens […]
They have entered with bitterness of heart —they enter[ed] in [through] the height of the dominion of Belial […]
[…] the earth […] peace […] soul was swallowed up […]
[…] they have been silenced as not
[…] humankind, not […] •
[…] gloominess […]
[…] cause controversies to shine in the night and in the day […]
[…] without mercies.
He arouses jealousy and wrath.
For destruction, the breaking throws of death encompass me, as Sheol is upon my bed.
My couch utters lamentation, and my mat the groan of complaint.
My eyes are as the burning of a moth in a furnace, and my tears like torrents of water;
My eyes grow dim with waiting —failing for rest— (for Your lovingkindness) is still before me from afar, as my life is set aside. •
But behold!, as for me —from desolation to ruin, from pain to agony, from travails to the throes of torments— my soul contemplates on Your wonders.
In Your mercy You have not rejected me.
Season upon season —Endtime upon the day to the Endtime upon the night— my soul delights in the abundance of Your compassion.
I will reply to him who slanders me, and reproof those who cast me down;
I will rebuke my oppressor, declaring his sentence unjust, and Your judgement righteous.
For I know Your truth, and I honor Your judgement upon me:
I will therefore delight in my scourges, for I hope in your lovingkindness.
You have put supplication in the mouth of Your servant; and You have not rejected my life, nor rejected my peace of my well being.
For You have not forsaken my hope, but have upheld my spirit in face of affliction. •
For it is You who have founded my spirit and You know the design of my intent.
In my distress You have comforted me; and in forgiveness I take delight, and am consoled for the former transgression.
For I know there is hope in Your grace, and expectation in the abundance of Your great power; for no man can be just upon Your judgement nor found blameless in Your litigation.
Though no man be more just than another; one person more wise than another, one mortal more glorious than another creature of clay, or one’s spirit surpassing another spirit —yet is there no power that can compare with Your might.
There is no bound to Your glory and to Your wisdom, no measure; to Your truth there is no concealment.
[…] and for everyone who is left in need of it […] •
But in You, I placed my rank, for Your lovingkindness is with me;
For You did not cast my lot with the men of strife […]
As they devise evil against me […], and if for the shame of the face is all […] […] for me.
And You in Your mercies […]; my adversary may be mightier over me for a stumbling […]
[…] men of war […] shame of face, and a reproach to those who grumble against me. •
For You, O my Elohiym, for [in due] seasons You plead my cause; as it is according to the mystery of Your wisdom that You have chastised me.
For You will conceal a truth until the Endtime of a season, and righteousness until its appointed moment.
Your chastisement shall become my joy and gladness, and my scourges shall turn into eternal healing, and everlasting peace.
The scorn of my enemies shall become a crown of glory, and my stumbling shall change to everlasting might. •
It is through Your insight You have allowed me to know, and through Your glory my light shall shine forth.
For in light from darkness You have caused to shine toward agony.
Healing will be for the blow of my wound, and marvelous might in place of my stumbling, and everlasting space for my straightened soul.
For You are my refuge, my high mountain, the rock of my strength and my fortress;
In You will I take shelter from all the sufferings of ungodliness; for You are to me a deliverance unto eternity. •
You have known me from the time of my father, and have set me apart from the womb;
From the belly of my mother You have dealt kindly with me; even from the breasts of my mother it was You who weaned me.
For from the breasts of her who conceived me, have Your mercies been over me.
In the lap of her who reared me, I delight; and from my youth You have illuminated me with the insight of Your judgement. •
And with an established truth you supported me; and with Your Holy Spirit You delighted me; and even unto this day You appeared to me, opening my heart.
Your righteous chastisement accompanies my wound, and the safeguarding of Your peace delivers my soul.
The abundance of Your forgiveness is with my steps, and infinite mercy accompanies Your judgement of me.
Until I am old You will care for me; for my father knew me not, and my mother abandoned me to You —for You are a father to all the sons of Your truth.
And You rejoice over them like a compassionate one over her infant, and like the guard of a foster-father bearing child in his lap; so You care for all Your creatures.