62His own people he gave up to the sword, And was wroth with his own inheritance.
63Fire consumed their young men, And their maidens did not bewail them.
64Their priests fell by the sword, And their widows made no lamentation.
65But at length the Lord awaked as from sleep, As a hero who had been overpowered by wine;
66He smote his enemies, and drove them back, And covered them with everlasting disgrace.
67Yet he rejected the tents of Joseph, And chose not the tribe of Ephraim;
68But chose the tribe of Judah, The Mount Zion which he loved;
69Where he built, like the heavens, his sanctuary; Like the earth, which he hath established for ever.
70And he chose David, his servant, And took him from the sheepfolds;
71From tending the suckling ewes he brought him To feed Jacob his people, And Israel his inheritance.
72He fed them with an upright heart, And guided them with skilful hands.