3And he took up his parable, and said,

Balaam the son of Beor saith,

And the man whose eye was closed saith;

4He saith, who heareth the words of God,

Who seeth the vision of the Almighty,

Falling down, and having his eyes open:

5How goodly are thy tents, O Jacob,

Thy tabernacles, O Israel!

6As valleys are they spread forth,

As gardens by the river-side,

As lign-aloes which Jehovah hath planted,

As cedar-trees beside the waters.

7Water shall flow from his buckets,

And his seed shall be in many waters,

And his king shall be higher than Agag,

And his kingdom shall be exalted.

8God bringeth him forth out of Egypt;

He hath as it were the strength of the wild-ox:

He shall eat up the nations his adversaries,

And shall break their bones in pieces,

And smite them through with his arrows.

9He couched, he lay down as a lion,

And as a lioness; who shall rouse him up?

Blessed be every one that blesseth thee,

And cursed be every one that curseth thee.