The silver is mine, and the gold is mine, declares the Lord Almighty.
Will it beg you to let it go? Or will it talk softly to you?
The earth is the Lord's, and everything that is in it belongs to him. The world is his, and everyone who lives there.
The glory of Lebanon will come to you: cedars, acacias, and myrtle trees, to make my Temple beautiful and to honor the place I choose to live.
I will bring you gold instead of bronze, silver instead of iron, bronze instead of wood, and iron instead of stone. I will appoint Peace as your watchman, and Goodness as your leader.