Ensure your servant's well-being. Don't let the proud oppress me.
I'll be collateral for him. From my hand will you require him. If I don't bring him to you, and set him before you, then let me bear the blame forever,
*Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
You have rebuked the proud who are cursed, who wander from your mitzvot.
Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.*
By so much, Yeshua has become the collateral of a better covenant.