הָרָר

with the best of the ancient mountainsand the bounty of the everlasting hills,

a land where you will eat food without scarcity, where you will lack nothing; a land whose rocks are iron and whose hills are ready to be mined for copper.

He stood and measured the earth;He looked and startled the nations;the ancient mountains crumbled;the perpetual hills collapsed.His ways are everlasting.

O My mountain in the countryside,I will give over your wealthand all your treasures as plunder,because of the sin of your high places,within all your borders.

And Balaam lifted up an oracle, saying:“Balak brought me from Aram,the king of Moab from the mountains of the east.‘Come,’ he said, ‘put a curse on Jacob for me;come and denounce Israel!’