There the prisoners are at ease together. They don't hear the voice of the taskmaster.
There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.
The children of Yisra'el cried to the LORD: for he had nine hundred chariots of iron; and twenty years he mightily oppressed the children of Yisra'el.