Art thou not from everlasting, O YY my Elohim, mine Holy One? we shall not die. O YY , thou hast ordained them for judgment; and, O mighty Elohim, thou hast established them for correction.
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YY ; awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old. Art thou not it that hath cut RAchav, and wounded the dragon?
Hast thou not heard long ago, how I have done it; and of ancient times, that I have formed it? now have I brought it to pass, that thou shouldest be to lay waste defenced cities into ruinous heaps.
Shall the axe boast itself against him that heweth therewith? or shall the saw magnify itself against him that shaketh it? as if the rod should shake itself against them that lift it up, or as if the staff should lift up itself, as if it were no wood.