⁹ The voice of Jehovah paineth the oaks, And maketh bare the forests, And in His temple every one saith, `Glory.'

¹ Hast thou known the time of The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? The bringing forth of hinds thou dost mark!

² Thou dost number the months they fulfil? And thou hast known the time of their bringing forth!

³ They bow down, Their young ones they bring forth safely, Their pangs they cast forth.

⁴⁶ Son of man, set thy face the way of Teman, and prophesy unto the south, and prophesy unto the forest of the field -- the south;

⁴⁷ and thou hast said to the forest of the south: Hear a word of Jehovah: Thus said the Lord Jehovah: Lo, I am kindling in thee a fire, And it hath devoured in thee every moist tree, and every dry tree, Not quenched is the glowing flames, And burnt by it have been all faces from south to north.

⁴⁸ And seen have all flesh, that I, Jehovah, have kindled it -- it is not quenched.'

¹⁸ And the honour of his forest, and his fruitful field, From soul even unto flesh He doth consume, And it hath been as the fainting of a standard-bearer.

¹⁹ And the rest of the trees of his forest `are' few, And a youth doth write them.

¹⁸ For burned as a fire hath wickedness, Brier and thorn it devoureth, And it kindleth in thickets of the forest, And they lift themselves up, an exaltation of smoke!

¹ Praise ye Jah! Praise ye the name of Jehovah, Praise, ye servants of Jehovah,

² Who are standing in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of the house of our God.

¹ A Song of the Ascents. Lo, bless Jehovah, all servants of Jehovah, Who are standing in the house of Jehovah by night.

² Lift up your hands `in' the sanctuary, And bless ye Jehovah.

² So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.

⁹ We have thought, O God, of Thy kindness, In the midst of Thy temple,

² Therefore we fear not in the changing of earth, And in the slipping of mountains Into the heart of the seas.

³ Roar -- troubled are its waters, Mountains they shake in its pride. Selah.

⁴ A river -- its rivulets rejoice the city of God, Thy holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High.

⁵ God `is' in her midst -- she is not moved, God doth help her at the turn of the morn!

⁸ Jehovah, I have loved the habitation of Thy house, And the place of the tabernacle of Thine honour.