Scarcely have they been planted, Scarcely have they been sown, Scarcely hath their stock, begun to take root in the earth, When he hath just blown upon them and they have withered, And, a whirlwind, as though they haft been chaff, carrieth them away.

Not in secret, have I spoken In a place of the earth that is dark, - I have not said unto the seed of Jacob, In a waste, seek ye me, - I, am Yahweh, Speaking the thing that is right, Declaring the things that are just.

Yet, me - day by day, do they seek, And in the knowledge of my ways, they delight, - Like a nation that had done righteousness, And the justice of their God, had not forsaken They ask of me the just regulations, In approaching God, they delight.

Then shall they bring in all your brethren out of all the nations, As a present unto Yahweh, Upon horses and in chariots and in palanquins and on mules and on dromedaries Unto my holy mountain - Jerusalem, saith Yahweh, - Just as the sons of Israel, bring in their present in a pure vessel, into the house, of Yahweh.