She shall be led unto the king in broidered work: The virgins her companions that follow her Shall be brought unto thee.

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God will help her, and that right early.

Kings of armies flee, they flee; And she that tarrieth at home divideth the spoil.

Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; And there was none to bury them.

Wherefore should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the avenging of the blood of thy servants which is shed Be known among the nations in our sight.

Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, My King, and my God.

And shed innocent blood, Even the blood of their sons and of their daughters, Whom they sacrificed unto the idols of Canaan; And the land was polluted with blood.