20. See Zion, the city of our meetings, Thine eyes see Jerusalem a quiet habitation, A tent not taken down, Not removed are its pins for ever, And none of its cords are broken.
21. But there mighty [is] Jehovah for us, A place of rivers--streams broad of sides, No ship with oars doth go into it, And a mighty ship doth not pass over it.
22. For Jehovah our judge, Jehovah our lawgiver, Jehovah our king--He doth save us.
23. Left have been thy ropes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out a sail, Then apportioned hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame have taken spoil.
24. Nor doth an inhabitant say, `I was sick,' The people that is dwelling in it, is forgiven of iniquity!