Keep silent towards Me, O isles, And the peoples pass on [to] power, They come nigh, then they speak, `Together – to judgment we draw near.'

Who 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.

He pursueth them, he passeth over in safety A path with his feet he entereth not.

Who hath wrought and done, Calling the generations from the first? I, Jehovah, the first, and with the last I [am] He.

Seen have isles and fear, ends of the earth tremble, They have drawn near, yea, they come.

Each his neighbour they help, And to his brother he saith, `Be strong.'

And 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!

– And thou, O Israel, My servant, Jacob, whom I have chosen, Seed of Abraham, My lover,

Whom I have taken hold of, from the ends of the earth, And from its near places I have called thee, And I say to thee, My servant Thou [art], I have chosen thee, and not rejected thee.

Be not afraid, for with thee I [am], Look not around, for I [am] thy God, I have strengthened thee, Yea, I have helped thee, yea, I upheld thee, With the right hand of My righteousness.