The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing,
And he destroyed their vineyards and their fig trees: and he broke in pieces the trees of their coasts.
Hear, O ye kings, give ear, ye princes: It is I, it is I, that will sing to the Lord. I will sing to the Lord the God of Israel.