¹On that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah: We have a strong city; he sets deliverance as walls and a rampart.

²Open wide the gates, so that a righteous nation may enter, one that keeps faithfulness.

³The upheld inclination you will keep in wholeness, in wholeness, because it trusts in you.

⁴Trust in Yahweh forever, for in Yahweh, Yahweh, is a rock of the ages.

⁵For he has laid low the dwellers of the height, the city set on high; he brings it low, he brings it low to the land, he makes it touch down to the dust.

⁶A foot tramples it, the feet of the afflicted, the tread of the poor.

⁷The way for the righteous is level; O upright one, you make level the track of the righteous.

⁸Also in the way of your justice, Yahweh, we have waited for you; the longing of the being is for your name and for your remembrance.

⁹My being has desired you in the night; also my breath within me seeks you early; for when your justice is for the land, the dwellers of the world learn righteousness.

¹⁰Though the wicked is shown favor, he does not learn righteousness; in the land of straightness he acts wrongfully and does not see the majesty of Yahweh.

¹¹Yahweh, your hand is high, they do not see; they will behold the zeal for the people and be ashamed; also the fire of your adversaries will eat them.

¹²Yahweh, you will set wholeness for us; for indeed all our works you have done for us.

¹³Yahweh our God, lords besides you have ruled over us; only by you do we bring to remembrance your name.

¹⁴The dead do not live, the shades do not rise; therefore you visited and wiped them out, and you made all remembrance of them perish.

¹⁵You have added to the nation, Yahweh, you have added to the nation; you have been honored; you have put far away all the ends of the land.

¹⁶Yahweh, in the tight place they sought you; they poured out a whisper when your discipline was on them.

¹⁷Like a pregnant woman who draws near to giving birth, she writhes, she cries out in her labor-pains; so we were before your face, Yahweh.

¹⁸We were pregnant, we writhed, as if we bore wind; we do not bring about deliverances in the land, and the dwellers of the world do not fall.

¹⁹Your dead will live; my corpse, they will rise. Awake and give a ringing cry, you who dwell in the dust! For your dew is a dew of lights, and the land will make the shades fall.

²⁰Go, my people, enter your rooms, and shut your door behind you; hide for a little moment, until the indignation passes by.

²¹For look, Yahweh is going out from his place to visit the guilt of the dwellers of the land upon them; and the land will uncover her blood and will no longer cover over her slain.