1Now when Balaam saw that it was the Lord's pleasure to give his blessing to Israel, he did not, as at other times, make use of secret arts, but turning his face to the waste land,
2And lifting up his eyes, he saw Israel there, with their tents in the order of their tribes: and the spirit of God came on him.
3And moved by the spirit, he said, These are the words of Balaam, son of Beor, the words of the man whose eyes are open:
4He says, whose ears are open to the words of God, who has seen the vision of the Ruler of all, falling down, but having his eyes open:
5How fair are your tents, O Jacob, your houses, O Israel!
6They are stretched out like valleys, like gardens by the riverside, like flowering trees planted by the Lord, like cedar-trees by the waters.
7Peoples will be in fear before his strength, his arm will be on great nations: his king will be higher than Agag, and his kingdom made great in honour.
