Then he sweeps on like a wind, and he transgresses and is guilty, crediting his power to his god.

Are You not from everlasting, O Jehovah my God, my Holy One? We shall not die. O Jehovah, You have ordained them for judgment; and, my Rock, You have established them for correction.

God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covers the heavens, and His praise fills the earth.

You make Your bow naked, according to the oaths of the rods of Your Word. Selah. You have cut through the earth with rivers.

Though the fig tree shall not blossom, and fruit is not on the vines; the labor of the olive fails, and the fields yield no food. The flock is cut off from the fold, and no herd is in the stalls;

yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.