When you cry out1 for help, let your collection [of idols] save2 you! The wind will carry all of them off, a mere breath will blow3 them away. But the man who makes me his refuge4 will inherit the land5 and possess my holy mountain."6
And it will be said: "Build up, build up, prepare the road!7 Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people."815
For this is what the high and lofty9 One says-- he who lives forever,10 whose name is holy: "I live in a high11 and holy place, but also with him who is contrite12 and lowly in spirit,13 to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite.1416
I will not accuse15 forever, nor will I always be angry,16 for then the spirit of man would grow faint before me-- the breath17 of man that I have created.