1Keep silent towards Me, O isles, And the peoples pass on [to] power, They come nigh, then they speak, `Together -- to judgment we draw near.`
2Who stirred up from the east a righteous one? He calleth him to His foot, He giveth before him nations, And kings He causeth him to rule, He giveth [them] as dust [to] his sword, As driven stubble [to] his bow.
3He pursueth them, he passeth over in safety A path with his feet he entereth not.
4Who hath wrought and done, Calling the generations from the first? I, Jehovah, the first, and with the last I [am] He.
5Seen have isles and fear, ends of the earth tremble, They have drawn near, yea, they come.
6Each his neighbour they help, And to his brother he saith, `Be strong.`
7And strengthen doth an artizan the refiner, A smoother [with] a hammer, Him who is beating [on] an anvil, Saying, `For joining it [is] good,` And he strengtheneth it with nails, it is not moved!
