²² Zvijeri poljske, ne bojte se; pašnjaci u pustinji opet se zelene, voćke daju rod, smokva i loza nose izobila.

¹² Gospod, Jahve nad Vojskama, pozivaše vas u dan onaj da plačete i tugujete, da obrijete glave i pripašete kostrijet.

⁶ He will come down like rain on the mown grass, as showers that water the earth.

⁷ In his days, the righteous shall flourish, and abundance of peace, until the moon is no more.