They multiply their idols - another, have they purchased! I will not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, nor will I take up their names on my lips.

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

For, God himself, is about to judge, One, he will cast down, Another, he will lift up;

For, a cup, is in the hand of Yahweh, Whose wine is foaming, It is full of spiced wine, Which he hath caused to flow from one to another, - Surely, the dregs thereof, they shall drain out - they shall drink, Even all the lawless ones of the earth.

But, the lovingkindness of Yahweh, is from one age even to another, Upon them who revere him, And his righteousness, to children's children: -

And they wandered from nation to nation, From a kingdom, to another people.

Blessed be Yahweh, God of Israel, from one age even unto another, And all the people, shall say, Amen! Praise ye Yah!

Let his days become few, his overseership, let another take;

Let his posterity be for cutting off, In another generation, let their name be wiped out;

Our garners, full, pouring out from one kind to another; Our flocks, multiplying by thousands - by myriads, in our open fields: