And Jeshurun waxeth fat, and doth kick: Thou hast been fat -- thou hast been thick, Thou hast been covered. And he leaveth God who made him, And dishonoureth the Rock of his salvation.

And he is in Jeshurun king, In the heads of the people gathering together, The tribes of Israel!

There is none like the God of Jeshurun, Riding the heavens in thy help, And in His excellency the skies.

Thus said Jehovah, thy Maker, and thy Former, From the womb He doth help thee; Fear not, my servant Jacob, And Jeshurun, whom I have fixed on.