High above all nations is Yahwe;

Above the heavens his glory.

Who is like Yahwe our God,

Who dwelling in high heaven,

Stoopeth to look upon the earth?

He raiseth up poor men from the dust;

From the dung hill he lifteth needy men,

To seat them beside princes.

Even with the princes of his people.

He causeth the barren woman to live at home