12. Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished--the likeness of a palace,
13. Our garners [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
14. Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
15. O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God [is] Jehovah!