62He gave his people to the sword, he was furious with his own.
63Fire devoured their young men, and their maidens had no marriage-song.
64Their priests fell by the sword, and their widows could not weep.
65Then the Lord awoke as from sleep, like a warrior flushed with wine;
66and he beat back his foes, putting them to perpetual scorn.
67He disowned the tent of Joseph, he rejected the tribe of Ephraim;
68but he chose the tribe of Judah, Mount Zion, which he loves.
69And he built like the heights his sanctuary, like the earth which he founded forever.