In that day the Lord will take away the show of their tinkling ornaments about their feet, and their cauls, and their round tires like the moon.

Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered.

Come, my people, enter thou into thy chambers, and shut thy doors about thee; hide thyself as it were for a little moment until the indignation shall be overpast.

For the vetches are not threshed with a threshing instrument, neither is a cart-wheel turned about upon the cummin; but the vetches are beaten out with a staff, and the cummin with a rod.

And I will encamp against thee round about, and will lay siege against thee with a mount, and I will raise forts against thee.