All passing by, have clapped, over thee, their hands, have hissed and wagged their head over the daughter of Jerusalem,— saying , Is, this, the city, of which men used to say—The perfection of beauty! A joy to the whole earth!
Yet, thou, didst say in thy heart—The heavens, will I ascend, Above the stars of GOD, will I lift up my throne,—That I may sit in the Mount of Assembly In the Recesses of the North:
So shall he that cometh against him do according to his own pleasure, and, none, shall stand before him,—therefore will he take his stand in the beautiful land, and it will languish and be exhausted in his hand.
In that day, lifted I up my hand to them, to bring them forth out of the land of Egypt,—into a land that I had looked out for them flowing with milk and honey, The beauty, it was of all lands,
But accursed is he that defraudeth, who, when there is in his flock a male, yet voweth and sacrificeth a corrupt thing to the Lord, for, a great king, am I, saith Yahweh of hosts, and, my Name, is revered among the nations.
and, out of the first of them, came forth a little horn,—which became exceedingly great, against the south and against the east, and against the beautiful land ;
Though, I myself, had said,—How can I put thee among the sons, And give thee a land to be coveted, An inheritance of beauty, of the hosts of nations? Yet I said, My father, shalt thou call me, And away from me, shalt thou not turn.
But it shall come to pass, in the afterpart of the days, That the mountain of the house of Yahweh Shall be, set up, as the head of the mountains, And be exalted above the hills,—And all the nations, shall stream thereunto;
Then shall come unto thee bending low, The sons of them who had humbled thee, Then shall bow down, unto the soles of thy feet, All they who had despised thee; And they shall call thee—The city of Yahweh, The Zion of the Holy One of Israel.