The lofty looks of mean men, shall be humbled, And, the haughtiness of great men, shall be bowed down, - And Yahweh alone shall be exalted in that day.

And the haughtiness of mean men, shall be humbled, - And the loftiness of great men, shall be laid low, - And Yahweh alone shall be exalted in that day.

Because haughty are the daughters of Zion, And they walk with neck thrown back, and wanton eyes, - Tripping along as they go, And with their feet, making, a tinkling sound,

Alas for them who join house to house, Field to field, bring they near, - Until there is no room, But ye are left to dwell alone in the midst of the land.

and roll on throughout Judah - overflow and pass along, till unto the neck, he shall reach, - and it shall be, that, the stretching out of his wings, shall fill the breadth of thy land, O Immanuel!

In that time, shall there be borne along. As a present unto Yahweh of hosts A people drawn out and polished, Even from a people terrible from their beginning and onwards, - nation most mighty and subduing Whose land rivers, have cut through, Unto the place of the Name of Yahweh of hosts. Mount Zion.

O Yahweh, our God! Lords other than thee, have owned us, - By thyself alone, will we call upon thy Name.

As often as it sweepeth past, it shall take you away, For morning by morning, shall it pass along. By day and by night, - And it shall be nothing less than a terror to make out the message;

O Yahweh of hosts, God of Israel - inhabiting the cherubim, Thou thyself, art GOD, even thou alone, for all the kingdoms of the earth: Thou, didst make the heavens and the earth.

Now, therefore, O Yahweh our God, save us, out of his hand, - That all the kingdoms of the earth, may know, That, thou, art Yahweh, thou alone.

He pursued them passed along safely, - Upon the path of his own feet, entered he not?

Thus, saith Yahweh Who hath redeemed thee, Who hath fashioned thee from birth, - I - Yahweh, am the maker of all things, Stretching out the heavens, alone, Spreading forth the earth, of myself;

Then shalt thou say in thy heart, - Who hath borne me, these, Seeing, I, have been bereaved and unfruitful, a captive and banished, These, therefore, who hath brought them up? Lo! I, was left, alone, These, where were they.

Look well unto Abraham your father, And unto Sarah who gave you birth, - For he was, alone, when called I him, And, I blessed him that I might make him, many.

But I will put it into the hand of thy tormentors, Who said to thy soul, Bow down thus we may pass over, - And so thou didst place as the ground, thy back, Yea as the street to such as were passing along.

A winepress, have I trodden, alone, And of the peoples, there was no man with me. So I trod them down in mine anger, And trampled upon then, in mine indignation, - And their life-blood besprinkled my garments, And all mine apparel, I defiled;