And each his brother they press not, Each in his way they go on, If by the missile they fall, they are not cut off.

And full have been the floors with pure corn, And overflown have the presses with new wine and oil.

Then I have gathered all the nations, And caused them to go down unto the valley of Jehoshaphat, And I have been judged with them there, Concerning My people and Mine inheritance -- Israel, Whom they scattered among nations, And My land they have apportioned.

Wake and come up let the nations unto the valley of Jehoshaphat, For there I sit to judge all the nations around.

Multitudes, multitudes are in the valley of decision, For near is the day of Jehovah in the valley of decision.

And it hath come to pass, in that day, Drop down do the mountains juice, And the hills do flow with milk, And all streams of Judah do go with water, And a fountain from the house of Jehovah goeth forth, And hath watered the valley of Shittim.