aa no gahi sakhyebhiH shivebhir mahaan mahiibhir uutibhiH saraNyan

taa baahutaa na daMsanaa ratharyataH saakaM suuryasya rashmibhiH

ghRNiiva chaayaam arapaa ashiiyaa vivaaseyaM rudrasya sumnam

aamuur aja pratyaavartayemaaH ketumad dundubhir vaavadiiti

O Israel, thy prophets are like the foxes in the deserts.

vanaspatibhiH pRthivii sajoSaa ubhe rodasii pari paasato naH

puraaNyoH sadmanoH ketur antar mahad devaanaam asuratvam ekam

aryamaa mitro varuNaH saraatayo yaM traayante sajoSasaH

kva\ tyaani nau sakhyaa babhuuvuH sacaavahe yad avRkam puraa cit

yo hatvaahim ariNaat sapta sindhuun yo gaa udaajad apadhaa valasya

susaMdRshaa bhaanunaa yo vibhaati prati gaavaH samidhaanam budhanta

dyaavaakSaamaa rukmo antar vi bhaati devaa agniM dhaarayan draviNodaam

ni parvataa admasado na sedus tvayaa dRLhaani sukrato rajaaMsi

I will keep thy statutes: O forsake me not utterly.

adrogho na dravitaa cetati tmann amartyo .avartra oSadhiiSu

sam ajryaaaa\ parvatyaaaa\ vasuuni daasaa vRtraaNy aaryaa jigetha

puurviir indrasya raatayo na vi dasyanty uutayaH

And the LORD’s anger was kindled the same time, and he sware, saying,

adhaa cana shrad dadhati tviSiimata indraaya vajraM nighanighnate vadham

sa vRtrahendraH kRSNayoniiH puraMdaro daasiir airayad vi

He putteth his mouth in the dust; if so be there may be hope.

Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit.

The horn of Moab is cut off, and his arm is broken, saith the LORD.

bhuutaM devaanaam avame avobhir vidyaameSaM vRjanaM jiiradaanum