L ook at Zion, the city of our appointed festivals. Your eyes will see Jerusalem, a quiet habitation, a tent that won’t be removed. Its stakes will never be plucked up, nor will any of its cords be broken.
Contempla a Sion, ciudad de nuestras fiestas señaladas; tus ojos verán a Jerusalén, morada de quietud, tienda que no será plegada, cuyas estacas no serán arrancadas nunca, ni rotas ninguna de sus cuerdas.
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