¹ Alas! thou plunderer when, thou, hadst not been plundered, And thou traitor when they had not betrayed thee: When thou hast ceased plundering, thou shalt be plundered, When thou hast left off betraying, they shall betray thee.

² O Yahweh! shew us favour,—For thee, have we waited,—Be thou their arm every morning, Yea our salvation in the time of distress.

³ At the noise of a tumult, the peoples retreated,—When thou didst lift thyself up, nations were scattered.

⁴ Then shall your spoil be gathered as the gathering of the caterpillar,—As the swift running of locusts, is he about to run upon them.

⁵ Exalted is Yahweh, for he inhabiteth a height,—He hath filled Zion with justice and righteousness.

⁶ So shall a wealth of deliverances, wisdom and knowledge, become the stability of thy times,—the reverence of Yahweh, the same is his treasure.

⁷ Lo! their heroes, have cried out openly,—the messengers of peace, in bitterness, continue weeping [they say] :

⁸ The highways are deserted, The passer-by on the path, hath ceased,—He hath broken covenant, He hath despised cities, He hath made no account of men.

⁹ The land mourneth, languisheth, Lebanon, displayeth shame, is withered,—Sharon, hath become, as the waste plain, And Bashan and Carmel are shaking off their leaves.

¹⁰ Now, will I arise, Saith Yahweh, Now, will I lift myself up, Now, will I be exalted!

¹¹ Ye shall conceive chaff Ye shall bring forth stubble,—Your own breath, like fire, shall devour you.

¹² So shall peoples, become, as the burnings of lime,—As thorns lopped off, with fire, shall they be burned.

¹³ Hear—ye that are far off. what I have done, And know—ye that are near my might:

¹⁴ Terror-stricken in Zion,—are sinners, Shuddering hath seized the impious,—Who among us can sojourn with a fire that devoureth? Who among us can sojourn with burnings age-abiding?

¹⁵ He that walketh righteously, And speaketh uprightly,—He that refuseth the gain of exactions That shaketh his hands free from holding a bribe, That stoppeth his ear from hearkening to deeds of blood, And shutteth his eyes from giving countenance to wrong,

¹⁶ He, the heights, shall inhabit, A stronghold of crags, shall be his refuge,—His bread, hath been delivered, His waters, have been made sure,

¹⁷ Of a king, in his beauty, shall thine eyes have vision: They shall see a land that stretcheth afar.

¹⁸ Thy heart, may murmur in terror,—Where is the scribe? Where—the receiver? Where—he that maketh a list of the towers?

¹⁹ The fierce people, shalt thou not see,—The people of too deep a lip to be understood, of too barbarous a tongue for thee to comprehend.

²⁰ Look thou on Zion, the city of our appointed feast,—Thine own eyes, shall see Jerusalem—A home of comfort A tent which shall not be packed up—Whose pins shall not be pulled out, for ever, And none of, whose cords, shall be broken.

²¹ But, there shall Yahweh be our majestic one, A place of rivers—streams broad on both hands, Wherein shall go no galley with oars, Neither shall majestic ship traverse it;

²² For, Yahweh is our judge, Yahweh, is our lawgiver,—Yahweh, is our king, He will save us!

²³ Loosed are thy ropes,—They cannot strengthen the socket of their mast They have not unfurled a sail Now, can be apportioned spoil, in abundance, The lame, have captured prey!

²⁴ Neither shall the inhabitant say. I am sick,—the people who dwell therein, have been forgiven iniquity.