וְעָֽנְתָה־בִּ֤י צִדְקָתִי֙ בְּי֣וֹם מָחָ֔ר כִּֽי־תָב֥וֹא עַל־שְׂכָרִ֖י לְפָנֶ֑יךָ כֹּ֣ל אֲשֶׁר־אֵינֶנּוּ֩ נָקֹ֨ד וְטָל֜וּא בָּֽעִזִּ֗ים וְחוּם֙ בַּכְּשָׂבִ֔ים גָּנ֥וּב ה֖וּא אִתִּֽי׃
At ang aking katapatan ang magpapatotoo para sa akin sa darating na panahon, kapag dumating ito sa harapan mo tungkol sa aking upa: ang bawat isa na walang maliliit na batik at malalaking batik sa mga kambing, at hindi mamula-mulang kayumanggi sa mga tupa, iyon ay ninakaw ko.”
Siddur Ashkenaz
37. The Merciful One, my God, do not abandon forever. My days of mourning have lasted a long time, and my heart is still sighing. God, return to my tent, do not give up your place. Pay back the days of my mourning when you come to reward me.