ECB(i)
28 and his spirit, as an overflowing wadi halve the neck, to sift the goyim with the sieve of vanity: and a bridle in the jaws of the people to stray them.
29 You are as a song in the night when a holy celebration is hallowed; and cheerfulness of heart as when one goes with a pipe to come into the mountain of Yah Veh, to the Rock of Yisra El.
30 And Yah Veh has his voice of majesty to be heard; and the resting of his arm to be seen with the rage of his wrath and the flame of a consuming fire - scattering and flood and hailstones.
31 For through the voice of Yah Veh the Ashshuri are beaten down - he smites with a scion.
32 And in every passage the founded rod passes, which Yah Veh rests upon him - with tambourines and harps: and in wars of waving, he fights with it.
33 For Topheth lined up since yesterday; yes, prepared for the sovereign; he deepens and enlarges: the fuel pile is fire and abounding timber; the breath of Yah Veh, as a wadi of sulphur, burns it.