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.
21But there mighty [is] Jehovah for us, A place of rivers -- streams broad of sides, No ship with oars doth go into it, And a mighty ship doth not pass over it.
22For Jehovah our judge, Jehovah our lawgiver, Jehovah our king -- He doth save us.
23Left have been thy ropes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out a sail, Then apportioned hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame have taken spoil.
