Alas for them Who are heroes to drink wine, - And men of valour to mingle strong drink,

I myself, have given charge to my hallowed ones, - Yea I have called My heroes in showing mine anger, My proudly exulting ones. The noise of a multitude in the mountains A resemblance of many people, -

And, the remnant of the record of bowmen, The heroes of the sons of Kedar, shall become few; For Yahweh God of Israel, hath spoken.

Lo! their heroes, have cried out openly, - the messengers of peace, in bitterness, continue weeping they say :

Yahweh, as a hero, goeth forth, As a man of war, he stirreth up jealousy, - He giveth a cry, yea he raiseth a war-cry, Over his foes, he showeth his strength.

And they thirsted not, when, through dry places, he led them, Waters out of the rock, caused hero flow out to them, - Yea be cleft a rock and, there gushed out waters: