Study Desk

^(C1)Look at Zion, the city of our appointed feasts; Your eyes will see Jerusalem, an ^(C2)undisturbed settlement, ^(C3)A tent which will not be folded; Its stakes will never be pulled up, Nor any of its ropes be torn apart.

But there the majestic One, the LORD, will be for us A place of ^(C1)rivers and wide canals On which no boat with oars will go, And on which no mighty ship will pass—

For the LORD is our ^(C1)judge, The LORD is ^(C2)our lawgiver, The LORD is ^(C3)our king; ^(C4)He will save us—

Your ship's tackle hangs slack; It cannot hold the base of its mast firmly, Nor spread out the sail. Then the ^(C1)prey of an abundant spoil will be divided; ^(C2)Those who limp will take the plunder.