4 Your plunder, O nations, is harvested as by young locusts;like a swarm of locusts people pounce on it.
5 The Lord is exalted, for he dwells on high;he will fill Zion with his justice and righteousness.
6 He will be the sure foundation for your times,a rich store of salvation and wisdom and knowledge;the fear of the Lord is the key to this treasure.
7 Look, their brave men cry aloud in the streets;the envoys of peace weep bitterly.
8 The highways are deserted,no travellers are on the roads.The treaty is broken,its witnesses are despised,no one is respected.
9 The land dries up and wastes away,Lebanon is ashamed and withers;Sharon is like the Arabah,and Bashan and Carmel drop their leaves.
10 ‘Now will I arise,’ says the Lord.‘Now will I be exalted;now will I be lifted up.