For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, - Within a year according to the yearn of a hireling, shall fall all the glory of Kedar;

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.

Let the wilderness shout, and the cities thereof, The villages wherein dwelleth Kedar, - Let the inhabitants of the crag, raise shouts of triumph, From the top of the mountains, let them cry aloud:

All the flocks of Kedar, shall be gathered unto thee, The rams of Nebaioth, shall wait upon thee, - They shall come up, with acceptance, on mine altar, And my beautiful house, will I adorn.