And might not be as their fathers, A stubborn and rebellious generation, A generation that set not their heart aright, And whose spirit was not stedfast with God.
Because they believed not in God, And trusted not in his salvation.
And he let it fall in the midst of their camp, Round about their habitations.
When he slew them, then they inquired after him; And they returned and sought God earnestly.
And he remembered that they were but flesh, A wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
How oft did they rebel against him in the wilderness, And grieve him in the desert!
They remember not his hand, Nor the day when he redeemed them from the adversary;
He gave also their increase unto the caterpillar, And their labor unto the locust.
He destroyed their vines with hail, And their sycomore-trees with frost.
He gave over their cattle also to the hail, And their flocks to hot thunderbolts.
He cast upon them the fierceness of his anger, Wrath, and indignation, and trouble, A band of angels of evil.
And delivered his strength into captivity, And his glory into the adversary's hand.
Fire devoured their young men; And their virgins had no marriage-song.
Their priests fell by the sword; And their widows made no lamentation.
He chose David also his servant, And took him from the sheepfolds: