1Woe to thee that spoilest, and thou wast not spoiled;
2O Lord, be gracious unto us; we have waited for thee:
3At the noise of the tumult the people fled;
4And your spoil shall be gathered like the gathering of the caterpillar:
5The Lord is exalted; for he dwelleth on high:
6And wisdom and knowledge shall be
7Behold, their valiant ones shall cry without:
8The highways lie waste, the wayfaring man ceaseth:
9The earth mourneth and languisheth:
10Now will I rise, saith the Lord;
11Ye shall conceive chaff, ye shall bring forth stubble:
12And the people shall be as the burnings of lime:
13Hear, ye that are far off, what I have done;
14The sinners in Zion are afraid;
15He that walketh righteously, and speaketh uprightly;
16He shall dwell on high:
17Thine eyes shall see the king in his beauty:
18Thine heart shall meditate terror.
19Thou shalt not see a fierce people,
20Look upon Zion, the city of our solemnities:
21But there the glorious Lord will be unto us
22For the Lord is our judge, the Lord is our lawgiver,
23Thy tacklings are loosed;
24And the inhabitant shall not say, I am sick: