And forget the Lord, your maker, who stretched out the heavens and laid the foundations of earth? All the day you are in constant dread of the fury of the oppressor When he prepares himself to destroy; but where is the oppressor’s fury?
Strong is their Redeemer, whose name is Lord of hosts, The sure defender of their cause, who gives rest to their land, but unrest to those who live in Babylon.
But you are “a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own, so that you may announce the praises” of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.