1 O LORD, thou art my God; I will exalt thee, I will praise thy name; for thou hast done wonderful things; thy counsels of old are faithfulness and truth. 2 For thou hast made of a city an heap; of a defenced city a ruin: a palace of strangers to be no city; it shall never be built. 3 Therefore shall the strong people glorify thee, the city of the terrible nations shall fear thee. 4 For thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall. 5 Thou shalt bring down the noise of strangers, as the heat in a dry place; even the heat with the shadow of a cloud: the branch of the terrible ones shall be brought low.

6 And in this mountain shall the LORD of hosts make unto all people a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined. 7 And he will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering cast over all people, and the vail that is spread over all nations. 8 He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the LORD hath spoken it.

9 And it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the LORD; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation. 10 For in this mountain shall the hand of the LORD rest, and Moab shall be trodden down under him, even as straw is trodden down for the dunghill. 11 And he shall spread forth his hands in the midst of them, as he that swimmeth spreadeth forth his hands to swim: and he shall bring down their pride together with the spoils of their hands. 12 And the fortress of the high fort of thy walls shall he bring down, lay low, and bring to the ground, even to the dust.

1 HERE, U is my God! U sal ek verhoog; u Naam sal ek loof; want U het wonders gedoen, raadsbesluite uit ver tye, waarheid en trou.

2 Want U het van 'n stad 'n hoop klippe gemaak, van 'n versterkte vesting 'n puinhoop; 'n paleis van vreemdes, dat dit geen stad meer is nie; vir ewig sal dit nie herbou word nie.

3 Daarom sal 'n magtige volk U eer, die vesting van tirannieke nasies U vrees.

4 Want U was 'n vesting vir die arme, 'n vesting vir die behoeftige toe hy benoud was; 'n skuilplek teen die stortreën, 'n skaduwee teen die hitte -- want die geblaas van die tiranne is soos 'n stortreën teen 'n muur.

5 Soos hitte in 'n dor land het U die rumoer van vreemdes gedemp, soos hitte deur die skaduwee van 'n wolk; die triomfsang van die tiranne moes verstom.

6 En die HERE van die leërskare sal op hierdie berg vir al die volke berei 'n maaltyd van vetspyse, 'n maaltyd van ou wyn, van vetspyse vol murg, van gesuiwerde ou wyn.

7 En Hy sal op hierdie berg vernietig die uitgespreide sluier wat al die volke omsluier, en die omhulsel waarmee al die nasies bedek is.

8 Hy sal die dood vir ewig vernietig, en die Here HERE sal die trane van alle aangesigte afvee; en Hy sal die smaad van sy volk van die hele aarde af wegneem; want die HERE het dit gespreek.

9 En hulle sal in die dag sê: Kyk, dit is onse God op wie ons gewag het, dat Hy ons kan verlos; dit is die HERE op wie ons gewag het: laat ons juig en bly wees oor sy hulp.

10 Want die hand van die HERE sal rus op hierdie berg; maar Moab sal vertrap word op sy plek soos strooi vertrap word in die water van 'n miskuil.

11 En as hy sy hande daarin uitsprei soos 'n swemmer dit uitsprei om te swem, dan sal Hy sy trotsheid afdruk tegelyk met die kunsgrepe van sy hande.

12 En die steil versterkings van jou mure werp Hy neer, gooi Hy af, laat Hy kom tot op die grond, tot in die stof.