i1 [A Prayer of Moses the man of God.] i0 par O Lord, You have been our dwelling place from generation to generation.

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

Return to your rest, O my soul, for Jehovah has dealt bountifully with you.

And Jesus said to him, Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head.

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her, how often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!