Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, or in calamity cry out for help?
See, I cry, ‘Violence!’ but I am not heard. I cry aloud, but there is no right-ruling.
Who would give me a hearing? See, my signature, let the Almighty answer me, and let my accuser write a bill!
Let them not say in their hearts, “Aha, our desire!” Let them not say, “We have swallowed him up.”
“So do all Your enemies perish, O יהוה! But let those who love Him be like the sun rising in its might!” And the land had rest forty years.