¹⁷ Potom bylo dvanáctého léta, patnáctého dne téhož měsíce, že se stalo slovo Hospodinovo ke mně, řkoucí:

¹¹ I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes, and he shall not destroy the fruits of your ground; neither shall your vine cast its fruit before its time in the field," says Yahweh of Armies.

¹² "All nations shall call you blessed, for you will be a delightful land," says Yahweh of Armies.