14Afraid in Zion have been sinners, Seized hath trembling the profane: Who doth dwell for us -- consuming fire, Who doth dwell for us -- burnings of the age?
15Whoso is walking righteously, And is speaking uprightly, Kicking against gain of oppressions, Shaking his hands from taking hold on a bribe, Stopping his ear from hearing of blood, And shutting his eyes from looking on evil,
16He high places doth inhabit, Strongholds of rock [are] his high tower, His bread hath been given, his waters stedfast.
17A king in his beauty, see do thine eyes, They see a land afar off.
18Thy heart doth meditate terror, Where [is] he who is counting? Where [is] he who is weighing? Where [is] he who is counting the towers?
19The strong people thou seest not, A people deeper of lip than to be understood, Of a scorned tongue, there is no understanding.
20See Zion, the city of our meetings, Thine eyes see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, A tent not taken down, Not removed are its pins for ever, And none of its cords are broken.
