Son of man, The arm of Pharaoh king of Egypt, have I broken,- And lo! it hath not been bound up-To apply healing remedies To put on a bandage for binding it up. To make it strong to grasp the sword.

That which is straying, will I seek out. And that which hath been driven away, will I bring back, And that width is tern, will I bind up, And the weak, will I strengthen,- But the fat and the strong, will I watch I will feed them with justice.