Thou whose eyes are too pure to look with approval on wrong, to respect oppression, canst not endure, - Wherefore, shouldst thou respect the treacherous? Be silent, when the lawless, swalloweth up, one more righteous than he?

For yet is the vision for an appointed time, still, it presseth towards an end, and will not deceive, - if it tarry, wait thou for it, for it, surely cometh, - will not be too late.

Thou art sated with contempt, more than glory, drink, thou too, and expose thy person, - the cup of the right hand of Yahweh, shall come round unto thee, and ignominious filth be upon thy glory;