Lo, little I have made thee among nations, Despised `art' thou exceedingly.
Jehovah of Hosts hath counselled it, To pollute the excellency of all beauty, To make light all the honoured of earth.
For, lo, little I have made thee among nations, Despised among men.
Of the kingdoms it is lowest, And it lifteth not up itself any more above the nations, And I have made them few, So as not to rule among nations.
And see doth mine enemy, And cover her doth shame, Who saith unto me, `Where `is' Jehovah thy God?' Mine eyes do look on her, Now she is for a treading-place, As mire of the out-places.
And Edom hath been a possession, And Seir hath been a possession, `for' its enemies, And Israel is doing valiantly;