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O thou humbled one storm-tossed, uncomforted, - Lo! I, am about to set in antimony, thy stones, And will found thee in sapphires;

And make rubies, thy battlements, And thy gates, sparkling stones, -

And, all thy boundaries, stones of delight; And, all thy children, shall be the instructed of Yahweh, - And, great, shall be the prosperity of thy children.

In righteousness, shalt thou be established, - Be thou far from oppression - But indeed thou shalt not fear, And from crushing calamity - But indeed it shall not come nigh unto thee.

Lo! they would, quarrel, with thee - not at all from me, - Whoso hath quarrelled with thee, over thee, shall fall.

Lo! I, have created the smith, who bloweth up a fire of coals, And who bringeth forth an instrument for his work, - And, I, have created the waster to destroy:

No instrument formed against thee, shall prosper, And every tongue that riseth against thee in judgment, shalt thou prove to be lawless, - This is the inheritance of the servants of Yahweh. And, their righteousness, is from me, Declareth Yahweh.