Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
O Yahweh, I have loved the asylum of thy house, even the place of the habitation of thy glory!
Yea he gave up, into captivity, his strength, And his beauty into the hand of an adversary;
Thus changed they my glory, for the similitude of an ox that eateth grass.
Hath a nation, changed gods, although they were No-gods? Yet my people have changed my glory for that which could not profit!
Yea, though they rear their children, yet will I make them childless, till there be no human being, - for it is, nothing less than woe, to them when I depart from them!