You are full of shame in place of glory: take your part in the drinking, and let your shame be uncovered: the cup of the Lord's right hand will come round to you and your glory will be covered with shame.

A curse on him who says to the wood, Awake! to the unbreathing stone, Up! let it be a teacher! See, it is plated with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all inside it.

But the Lord is in his holy Temple: let all the earth be quiet before him.

He was shining like the light; he had rays coming out from his hand: there his power was kept secret.

At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.