For not from the going forth and from the west, and not from the desert the lifting up.
He will run against him upon the neck, upon the thicknesses of his shields:
And thou, Jehovah, a shield about me: my glory, and lifting up my head.
Ruling by his strength forever; his eyes will look about upon the nations: they turning away shall not lift up for themselves. Silence.
I knew, says Jehovah, his wrath; and not thus; his empty talks did not so.