2 Yahweh, be gracious to us; we have waited for you: be you our arm every morning, our salvation also in the time of trouble.
3 At the noise of the tumult the peoples are fled; at the lifting up of yourself the nations are scattered.
4 Your spoil shall be gathered as the caterpillar gathers: as locusts leap shall men leap on it.
5 Yahweh is exalted; for he dwells on high: he has filled Zion with justice and righteousness.
6 There shall be stability in your times, abundance of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge: the fear of Yahweh is your treasure.
7 Behold, their valiant ones cry outside; the ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.
8 The highways lie waste, the wayfaring man ceases: [the enemy] has broken the covenant, he has despised the cities, he doesn`t regard man.
