But Jeshurun waxed fat, and kicked: Thou art waxed fat, thou art grown thick, thou art 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 unto God, O Jeshurun, Who rideth upon the heavens for thy help, And in his excellency on the skies.

Thus saith Jehovah that made thee, and formed thee from the womb, who will help thee: Fear not, O Jacob my servant; and thou, Jeshurun, whom I have chosen.