17 Who leads out chariots and horsemen,a powerful army,Till they lie prostrate together, never to rise,snuffed out, quenched like a wick.
18 Remember not the events of the past,the things of long ago consider not;
19 See, I am doing something new!Now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?In the wilderness I make a way,in the wasteland, rivers.
20 Wild beasts honor me,jackals and ostriches,For I put water in the wildernessand rivers in the wastelandfor my chosen people to drink,
21 The people whom I formed for myself,that they might recount my praise.
22 Yet you did not call upon me, Jacob,for you grew weary of me, Israel.
23 You did not bring me sheep for your burnt offerings,nor honor me with your sacrifices.I did not exact from you the service of offerings,nor weary you for frankincense.