Plain text of Appendix V. A Prayer of the Raising of the Hand
1 I pray unto Thee, Lord of lords, God of all!
2 O Mighty One, Sovereign of all peoples, Director of mankind!
3 Thou art raised on high, Lord of the angels of heaven;
4 Thou art mighty, Thou hast sovereign power, exalted is Thy name!
5 Thou art the light of heaven and earth, O Thou who art valiant!
6 Ruler of weapons, Arbiter of the battle!
7 Framer of all decrees, Possessor of dominion!
8 O Lord, majestic is Thy rank, over all things is it exalted!
9 Thou art strong, O Lord of victory, Thou canst attain my desire!
10 Thou art the bestower of strength!
12 Thou art the Lord who is girt with might, who is clothed with awe,
13 Thou wieldest the sceptre and the decision, the control of earth and heaven!
14 Holy chambers, houses of prayer, and dwellings of devotion proclaim Thy praise!
15 Where is Thy name not heard? Where is Thy decree not obeyed?
16 [Where is Thy greatness not acknowledged?]
17 Where art Thou not great? Where art Thou not exalted?
18 The angels extol Thee, and Thy dominion is great.
19 They have exalted Thee among all the angels of heaven, they have made Thy rank pre-eminent.
20 At the thought of Thy name the heaven and the earth quake,
21 The angels tremble, and the powers of the earth falter.
22 Mankind payeth homage unto Thy mighty name,
23 For Thou art great, and Thou art exalted.
24 All mankind, the whole human race, boweth down before Thy power,
25 Thou judgest the cause of men with justice and righteousness;
26 Thou lookest with mercy on the violent man, and Thou settest right the unruly every morning.
27 How long wilt Thou tarry, O Lord of heaven and earth, Shepherd of those that dwell in human habitations?
28 How long wilt Thou tarry, O Lord of the holy house, the pure Storehouse?
29 How long wilt Thou tarry, O Lord, whom weariness never touches?
30 How long wilt Thou tarry, O Lord of all battles and of the fight?
31 O Thou glorious One, who subduest the angry and the proud,
32 That hast power over all princes, that controllest the sceptre of kings,
33 That openest the bonds of all the oppressed,
34 That art raised on high, that art firmly established,
35 O Valiant One, great is Thy might!
36 Bright torch of heaven and earth, light of all dwellings,
37 Terrible in the fight, one who cannot be opposed, strong in the battle!
38 O Thou who roarest against the foe and cuttest off the mighty!
39 O Thou who summonest the hosts!
40 O Lord of men and women, whose counsel none may learn!
41 Where Thou lookest in pity, the dead man lives again, the sick is healed;
42 The afflicted is saved from his affliction, when he beholdeth Thy mercy!
43 I, Thy servant, sorrowful, sighing, and in distress, cry unto Thee.
44 Look upon me, O my Lord, and accept my supplication,
45 Truly pity me, and hearken unto my prayer!
46 Say unto me, "It is enough!" and let Thy wrath be appeased!
47 How long shall my body lament, which is full of restlessness and confusion?
48 How long shall my heart be afflicted, which is full of sorrow and sighing?
49 How long shall my fortunes be grievous in restlessness and confusion?
50 How long shall my house be troubled, which mourneth bitterly?
51 How long shall my spirit be troubled, which aboundeth in sorrow and sighing?
52 Is anger mercy? Then let Thy wrath be appeased!
53 May Thine eyes rest with favour upon me;
54 With Thy glorious regard truly in mercy look upon me!
55 Put an end to the evil that afflicts my body; let me behold Thy clear light!
56 How long, O my Lord, shall mine enemies persecute me?
57 How long shall they devise evil in rebellion and wickedness,
58 And in my pursuits and my pleasures shall they rage against me?
59 How long, O my Lord, shall the ravenous enemy pursue me?
60 They have caused me continuous affliction, but I have praised Thee.
61 The weak have become strong, but I am weak;
62 I am sated like a flood which the evil wind maketh to rage.
63 My heart hath taken wing, and hath flown away like a bird of the heavens;
64 I moan like a dove, night and day.
65 I am made desolate, and I weep bitterly;
66 With grief and woe my spirit is distressed.
67 What have I done, O my Lord?
68 Is it because I feared not my Lord that trouble hath befallen me?
69 Sickness, disease, ruin, and destruction are come upon me;
70 Troubles, turning away of the countenance, and fulness of anger are my lot,
71 And the indignation and the wrath of men.
72 I have beheld, O my Lord, days of affliction, months of sorrow, years of misfortune;
73 I have beheld, O my Lord, slaughter, turmoil, and rebellion.
74 Death and misery have made an end of me!
75 My need is grievous, grievous is my humiliation;
76 Over my house, my gate, and my fields is affliction poured forth.
78 My strength is brought to nought, my power is broken!
79 But unto Thee, O my Lord, do I give heed, I have kept Thee in my mind;
80 Unto Thee therefore do I pray, dissolve my burden!
81 Dissolve my sin, my iniquity, my transgression, and my offence!
82 Forgive my transgression, accept my supplication!