Don’t you know?

Don’t you know? Don’t you hear?

Haven’t you been told from the start?

Don’t you understand how the earth is set up?

He who sits above the circle of the earth for whom its inhabitants appear like grasshoppers stretches out the heavens like a curtain,spreads them out like a tent to live in.

He reduces princes to nothing,

the rulers of the earth to emptiness.

Scarcely are they planted, scarcely sown,

scarcely their stem taken root in the ground,

when he blows on them, they dry up,

and the whirlwind carries them off like straw.

“With whom, then, will you compare me?

With whom am I equal?” asks the Holy One.

“With whom, then, will you compare me?

With whom am I equal?” asks the Holy One.

Turn your eyes to the heavens!

See who created these? He brings out the army of them in sequence, summoning each by name. Through his great might and his massive strength, not one of them is missing.

Why do you complain, Ya‘akov;

why do you say, Isra’el,

“My way is hidden from Yehovah,

my rights are ignored by my God”?

Haven’t you known, haven’t you heard

that the everlasting God, Yehovah,

the Creator of the ends of the earth,

does not grow tired or weary?

His understanding cannot be fathomed.

He invigorates the exhausted,

he gives strength to the powerless.

Young men may grow tired and weary,

even the fittest may stumble and fall;

but those who hope in Yehovah will renew their strength, they will soar aloft as with eagles’ wings; when they are running they won’t grow weary, when they are walking they won’t get tired.