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;

That thou hast forgotten Yahweh thy maker, Who stretched out the heavens And founded the earth? That thou hast dreaded continually, all the day, by reason of the fury of the oppressor, in that he was ready to destroy? Where then is the fury of the oppressor?

For, thy husband, is, thy Maker, Yahweh of hosts, is his Name, - And, thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, The God of all the earth, shall he be called.

Because Syria, hath taken counsel against thee, for mischief, - with Ephraim and the son of Remaliah, saying,

Alas! for them who ordain iniquitous decree, - And, busy writers, who make a business of writing mischief:

Therefore shall come on thee - Mischief, Thou shalt not know how to charm it away Yea there shall fall on thee, Ruin, Thou shalt not be able to appease it, - And there shall come on thee suddenly. Desolation. Thou shalt not know.

Their feet, to mischief, do run, And they speed to shed innocent blood, - Their devices, are devices of iniquity, Wasting and destruction, are in their high roads;

They have turned pale and even been put to shame, all of them, - Together have they gone into disgrace, have the makers of images: