My bowels, my bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart is restless within me; I cannot be silent because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the ram's horn, the alarm of war.

How long shall I see the banner and hear the sound of the ram's horn?

O sons of Benjamin, take refuge out of the midst of Jerusalem. And blow the ram's horn in Tekoa, and set up a signal-fire over Beth-haccerem; for evil appears out of the north, and great ruin.

Also I set watchmen over you, saying, Listen to the sound of the ram's horn. But they said, We will not listen.

I will bring them down like lambs to the slaughter, like rams with he-goats.