He pursueth them, he passeth over in safety A path with his feet he entereth not.
And thou hast known that thy tent `is' peace, And inspected thy habitation, and errest not,
Who stirred up from the east a righteous one? He calleth him to His foot, He giveth before him nations, And kings He causeth him to rule, He giveth `them' as dust `to' his sword, As driven stubble `to' his bow.
Who hath wrought and done, Calling the generations from the first? I, Jehovah, the first, and with the last I `am' He.
He entereth into peace, they rest on their beds, `Each' is going straightforward.