And, therefore, will Yahweh wait, That he may grant you favour, And, therefore, will he lift himself up, That he may show you compassion,—For A God of justice, is, Yahweh, How happy all they who are waiting for him
So shall it he said, in that day, Lo! our God, is this! We waited for him, that he might save us,—This, is Yahweh! We waited for him, Let us exult and rejoice in his salvation.
For yet is the vision for an appointed time, still, it presseth towards an end, and will not deceive,—if it tarry, wait thou for it, for it, surely cometh,—will not be too late.
And the dove came in unto him at eventide, and lo! a newly sprouted olive-leaf, in her mouth,—so Noah knew that the waters had abated from off the earth.
Leave ye the cities and dwell in the cliff, Ye inhabitants of Moab; And become ye as a dove, that maketh her nest in the further-side of the fissure mouth.