<p class="poetry">Praise the <sc>Lordsc>, all you warriors of his,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">you servants of his who carry out his desires!<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> abhors<n id="1" /> dishonest scales,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">but an accurate weight<n id="3" /> is his delight.p>

<p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc><n id="1" /> abhors a person who lies,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">but those who deal truthfully<n id="3" /> are his delight.<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> abhors<n id="1" /> the sacrifices<n id="2" /> of the wicked,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">but the prayer<n id="4" /> of the upright pleases him.<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">A king&#8217;s wrath is like<n id="1" /> the roar of a lion,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">but his favor is like dew on the grass.<n id="3" />p>

Now give praise to the <sc>Lordsc> God of your fathers, and do his will. Separate yourselves from the local residents<n id="1" /> and from these foreign wives.&#8221;p>