¹⁵ For, lo, little I have made thee among nations, Despised among men.

⁷ Jehovah dispossesseth, and He maketh rich, He maketh low, yea, He maketh high.

⁸ He raiseth from the dust the poor, From a dunghill He lifteth up the needy, To cause `them' to sit with nobles, Yea, a throne of honour He doth cause them to inherit, For to Jehovah `are' the fixtures of earth, And He setteth on them the habitable world.

³⁰ `Therefore -- the affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel -- I certainly said, Thy house and the house of thy father, do walk up and down before Me to the age; and now -- the affirmation of Jehovah -- Far be it from Me! for he who is honouring Me, I honour, and those despising Me, are lightly esteemed.

⁵ There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.

² Lo, little I have made thee among nations, Despised `art' thou exceedingly.

¹⁰ And see doth mine enemy, And cover her doth shame, Who saith unto me, `Where `is' Jehovah thy God?' Mine eyes do look on her, Now she is for a treading-place, As mire of the out-places.

⁵¹ He did powerfully with His arm, He scattered abroad the proud in the thought of their heart,