I called to those loving me, they deceived me: my priests and my old men expired in the city, for they sought food for them, and they will turn back their souls.

Thou wilt call as the day of appointment my sojourning from round about, and in the day of the anger of Jehovah there was no escaping and surviving: those I bore upon my hands and brought up, the enemy finished.

Good Jehovah to those waiting for him, to the soul that will seek him.

The lips of those rising up, and their devices against me all the day.

Those wounded by the sword were good above those wounded by famine: these will flow away, being thrust through from the produce of the field.

The kings of the earth believed not, and all those dwelling in the habitable globe, that the enemy will come in to the gates of Jerusalem.