For in this mountain will the hand of Jehovah rest; and Moab shall be trodden down in his place, even as straw is trodden down in the water of the dung-hill.

But Rabshakeh said, Hath my master sent me to thy master, and to thee, to speak these words? hath he not'sent me to the men that sit upon the wall, to eat their own dung, and to drink their own water with you?

In the city is left desolation, and the gate is smitten with destruction.

and a spirit of justice to him that sitteth in judgment, and strength to them that turn back the battle at the gate.

that make a man an offender in his cause, and lay a snare for him that reproveth in the gate, and turn aside the just with a thing of nought.

Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou art melted away, O Philistia, all of thee; for there cometh a smoke out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.

And it came to pass, that thy choicest valleys were full of chariots, and the horsemen set themselves in array at the gate.