20 My glory is fresh within me, and my bow is renewed in my hand.’
21 “People listened to me and waited, and kept silent for my advice.
22 After I had spoken, they spoke no more; my words fell on them drop by drop.
23 They waited for me as for the rain, and opened their mouths as for spring rain.
24 When I joked with them, they hardly believed it; they did not cause the light of my face to fall.
25 I chose their way and sat as their chief; I lived as a king among the troops; I was like one who comforts mourners.