For this cause, did the anger of Yahweh kindle upon his own people, And he stretched out his hand against them and smote them - So that the mountains, trembled, And, their dead bodies, served, for fuel in the midst of the streets. For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched,

Yet still shall there be in it a tenth, Though it again be consumed, - Like an oak and like a terebinth Which when felled, have a stock in them, A holy seed, shall be the stock thereof. Courage.

Syrians before and Philistines behind, Thus have they devoured Israel with open mouth, - For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched.

For this cause, over their choice young men, will My Lord not rejoice, And on their fatherless and their widows, will he not have compassion, For every one of them, is profane and an evildoer, And, every mouth is speaking baseness, - For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched.

Manasseh - Ephraim, and Ephraim - Manasseh, They together - against Judah, - For all this, hath his anger not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched.

Without me, one hath bowed under a prisoner Yea under the slain, do they fall! For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched.

Stand ye stock still and stare, Besmear your eyes and be blind, - They are drunken but not with wine, They reel, but not with strong drink;

But, the Egyptians, with vanity and emptiness, would help, - Therefore have I proclaimed concerning this, Insolent, they sit still!

I have held my peace from age-past times, I kept still, I restrained myself, - As a travailing woman, I pant, I breathe hard and gasp, all at once!