^{1 Ref} Keep silent towards Me, O isles, And the peoples pass on `to' power, They come nigh, then they speak, `Together -- to judgment we draw near.'

^{2 Ref} Who stirred up from the east a righteous one? He calleth him to His foot, He giveth before him nations, And kings He causeth him to rule, He giveth `them' as dust `to' his sword, As driven stubble `to' his bow.

^{3 Ref} He pursueth them, he passeth over in safety A path with his feet he entereth not.

^{4 Ref} Who hath wrought and done, Calling the generations from the first? I, Jehovah, the first, and with the last I `am' He.