When thou criest, let them that thou hast gathered deliver thee; but the wind shall take them, a breath shall carry them all away: but he that taketh refuge in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain.

Your false gods will not keep you safe in answer to your cry; but the wind will take them, they will be gone like a breath: but he who puts his hope in me will take the land, and will have my holy mountain as his heritage.

Οταν αναβοησης, ας σε ελευθερωσωσιν οι συνηγμενοι σου· αλλ' ο ανεμος θελει αφαρπασει παντας αυτους· η ματαιοτης θελει λαβει αυτους· ο ελπιζων ομως επ' εμε θελει κληρονομησει την γην και αποκτησει το αγιον μου ορος.

When thou criest, let thy companies deliver thee; but the wind shall carry them all away; vanity shall take them: but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain;