¹⁹ A ohlásí se Hospodin, a řekne lidu svému: Aj, já pošli vám obilé, mest a olej, i budete jím nasyceni, aniž vás vydám více v pohanění mezi pohany.

¹ How is the gold become dim! [how] is the most pure gold changed! The stones of the sanctuary are poured out at the head of every street.

² The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, How are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!