3. I, Jehovah, am its keeper, every moment I water it, Lest any lay a charge against it, Night and day I keep it!
4. Fury is not in Me; Who giveth Me a brier--a thorn in battle? I step into it, I burn it at once.
5. Or--he doth take hold on My strength, He doth make peace with Me, Peace he doth make with Me.
6. Those coming in He causeth to take root, Jacob doth blossom, and flourished hath Israel, And they have filled the face of the world [with] increase.
7. As the smiting of his smiter hath He smitten him? As the slaying of his slain doth He slay?
8. In measure, in sending it forth, thou strivest with it, He hath taken away by His sharp wind, In the day of an east wind,
9. Therefore by this is the iniquity of Jacob covered, And this [is] all the fruit--To take away his sin, in His setting all the stones of an altar, As chalkstones beaten in pieces, They rise not- -shrines and images.
10. For the fenced city [is] alone, A habitation cast out and forsaken as a wilderness, There doth the calf delight, And there it lieth down, And hath consumed its branches.
11. In the withering of its branch it is broken off, Women are coming in setting it on fire, For it [is] not a people of understanding, Therefore pity it not doth its Maker, And its Former doth not favour it.