¹¹ Čistite strele, uzmite štitove; Gospod podiže duh careva midskih, jer je Vavilonu namislio da ga zatre; jer je osveta Gospodnja, osveta crkve Njegove.

⁶ Ovce moje lutaju po svim gorama i po svim visokim humovima; i po svoj zemlji raspršane su Ovce moje, i nema nikoga da pita za njih, nikoga da ih traži.

⁷ Israel, hope in Yahweh, for with Yahweh there is loving kindness. With him is abundant redemption.

⁸ He will redeem Israel from all their sins. A Song of Ascents. By David.