[In ecstasy] Soldier of God, your sword is holy since it flashes for Israel.
Pashur
Blessings upon you that you will have naught to do with hucksters.
Hananiah
Shall we still hesitate? Whose is the hour? Is it that of Nahum, the huckster, and that of Imre, the dotard; or is it your hour, people of Jerusalem? God’s hour has come, therefore seize it. To the palace, to the king; let him behold us and hear us. People of Jerusalem, raise your voices, give vent to the breath of your anger. To the palace, to the palace!
Pashur
To the king! Show yourselves to him, people of Jerusalem. To the king and to victory! Such is God’s will.
Voices
To the king!—To the palace!—To victory!