In that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah: We have a strong city; He will set up salvation as walls and a rampart.

Open the gates So that the righteous nation may enter, They who maintain faithfulness.

You will keep the steadfast of mind In perfect peace Because he trusts in You.

Trust in Jehovah forever and ever, For in Jah Jehovah we have an eternal rock.

For He has brought down those who dwell on high, The lofty city; He lays it low, He lays it low to the ground; He casts it into the dust.

The foot will trample it, the foot of the poor, The steps of the weak.

The path of the righteous is smoothness; O You who are upright, You make the path of the righteous level.

Indeed in the path of Your judgments, O Jehovah, we have waited for You. Your name, that is, Your memorial, Is the desire of our soul.

My soul desires You in the night; Indeed my spirit within me seeks You at the dawn; For when Your judgments are in the earth, The inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.

Though the wicked is shown grace, He does not learn righteousness; In the land of straightforwardness he deals unjustly And does not perceive the majesty of Jehovah.

O Jehovah, Your hand is lifted up, But they do not see it. They will see Your zeal for the people and will be put to shame; Indeed fire will devour Your adversaries.

O Jehovah, You will ordain peace for us, For You have also performed all our works for us.

O Jehovah our God, other lords besides You have been master to us, But through You alone do we mention Your name.

The dead will not live, The deceased will not rise; Therefore You have visited and destroyed them, And You have caused all memory of them to perish.

You have increased the nation, O Jehovah; You have increased the nation-You are glorified; You have far extended all the edges of the land.

O Jehovah, in distress they sought You; They whispered out a prayer, for Your chastening was upon them.

As a pregnant woman draws near to giving birth, She writhes and cries out in her pain; So we have been before You, O Jehovah.

We were pregnant; we writhed; we gave birth, as it were, to wind. We have not accomplished deliverance for the earth, Nor have the inhabitants of the world been born.

Your dead will live; my corpses will rise. Awake and give a ringing shout, you who dwell in dust, For your dew is like the dew of the dawn, And the earth will bring forth the deceased.

Come, my people, enter your rooms, And shut your doors behind you; Hide for a short moment Until the indignation has passed;

For Jehovah is now coming forth from His place To punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity; And the earth will reveal her bloodshed And will no longer conceal her slain.