Upon the I have yielded. How shall you say my soul, Migrate unto the mountains as a sparrow?
For behold, the sinners stretch tight they prepare arrows for to shoot in moonlight the straight in heart.
That which you readied, they demolished; but the just, what did they do?
temple heaven his throne; his eyes unto his eyelids inquire diligently of the sons of men.
inquires diligently to the just and the impious; but the one loving injustice detests his own soul.
He shall rain upon fire and sulphur and wind portion of their cup.