But Jeshurun grew fat, and kicked. Thou have grown fat. Thou have grown thick. Thou have become sleek. Then he forsook God who made him, and lightly esteemed the Rock of his salvation.

And he was king in Jeshurun when the heads of the people were gathered, all the tribes of Israel together.

There is none like God, O Jeshurun, who rides upon the heavens for thy help, and in his excellency on the skies.