Twice great is the lord of his city, above a million arms: as for
other rulers of men, they are but common folk.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a dyke, damming
the stream in its water flood.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a cool lodge,
letting every man repose unto full daylight.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a bulwark, with
walls built of the sharp stones of Kesem.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a place of
refuge, excluding the marauder.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were an asylum,
shielding the terrified from his foe.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a shade, the
cool vegetation of the flood-time in the season of harvest.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a corner warm
and dry in time of winter.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a rock barring
the blast in time of tempest.
Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were Sekhemt to foes
who tread upon his boundary.