The sons of Bakbuk, the sons of Hakupha, the sons of Harhur,

The sons of Bakbuk, the sons of Hakupha, the sons of Harhur,

And when I remembered and trembled, and horror took hold of my flesh.

To dwell in the horror of the valleys, holes of the dust, and the rocks.

Fear and trembling will come upon me, and horror will cover me.

Astonishment and horror was in the land.

For if any is a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like a man observing the face of his creation in a mirror:

And he having stooped into the perfect law of liberty, and remained, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of work, he shall be happy in his doing.