The insolence of thy heart, hath deceived thee, O thou that inhabitest the retreats of the crag, the height of his habitation, - that saith in his heart, Who shall bring me down to the ground?

If, thieves, had come to thee, if robbers by night - how ruined thou art! Would they not have stolen what sufficed them? If, grape-gatherers, had come to thee, Would they not have left gleanings?

For, near, is the day of Yahweh, upon all the nations, - Just as thou hast done, shall it be done to thee, Thy dealing, shall come back upon thine own head.

For, as ye have drunk on my holy mountain, all the nations shall drink continually, - Yea they shall drink and swallow down, and shall be, as though they had not been.