When the word reached the king of Nineveh, he arose from his throne, laid aside his robe from him, covered himself with sackcloth and sat on the ashes.
When Mordecai learned all that had been done, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and ashes, and went out into the midst of the city and wailed loudly and bitterly.
And he took a potsherd to scrape himself while he was sitting among the ashes.
And they will make their voice heard over you
And will cry bitterly.
They will cast dust on their heads,
They will wallow in ashes.
But He gives a greater grace. Therefore it says, “God is opposed to the proud, but gives grace to the humble.”
Now therefore, O kings, show discernment;
Take warning, O judges of the earth.
O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth
And roll in ashes;
Mourn as for an only son,
A lamentation most bitter.
For suddenly the destroyer
Will come upon us.
Say to the king and the queen mother,
“Take a lowly seat,
For your beautiful crown
Has come down from your head.”
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles had occurred in Tyre and Sidon which occurred in you, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles had been performed in Tyre and Sidon which occurred in you, they would have repented long ago, sitting in sackcloth and ashes.
But the brother of humble circumstances is to glory in his high position;
Therefore I retract,
And I repent in dust and ashes.”
Let him put his mouth in the dust,
Perhaps there is hope.
So I gave my attention to the Lord God to seek Him by prayer and supplications, with fasting, sackcloth and ashes.
Tell it not in Gath,
Weep not at all.
At Beth-le-aphrah roll yourself in the dust.