And when it rested, he said, Return, O Jehovah, to the myriads of the thousands of Israel.
And they blessed Rebekah, and said to her, Our sister, may you become myriads of thousands, and may your seed possess the gate of ones hating them.
Arise, O Jehovah, into Your rest; You, and the ark of Your strength;
O Jehovah, why do You make us wander from Your ways? You harden our heart from Your fear. For Your servants’ sake, return the tribes of Your inheritance.
Jehovah your God has multiplied you, and, behold, today you are as the stars of heaven for multitude.