⁹     May the nomads bow down before him,
    and his enemies lick the dust.

²³ “Oh, yes!^[a] Kings will be your foster fathers,
    and their queens will be your nursing mothers.
They will bow to you with their faces to the ground,
    and lick the dust from your feet.
Then you will know that I am the Lord;
    those who hope in me will not be disappointed.