8The earth hath shaken, Yea, the heavens have dropped before God, This Sinai — before God, the God of Israel.
9A shower of free-will gifts thou shakest out, O God. Thine inheritance, when it hath been weary, Thou hast established it.
10Thy company have dwelt in it, Thou preparest in Thy goodness for the poor, O God.
11The Lord doth give the saying, The female proclaimers are a numerous host.
12Kings of hosts flee utterly away, And a female inhabitant of the house apportioneth spoil.