O Thou son of man, take thee then a sharp knife, namely a razor. Take that, and shave the hair of thy head and beard: Then take the scales and weight, and divide the hair asunder.

So I planted thee, as the blossom of the field. Thou art grown up, and waxen great: thou hast gotten a marvelous pleasant beauty, thy breasts are come up, thy hair is goodly grown; whereas thou wast naked and bare afore.

Yea, I will make many people with their kings so afraid through thee, that their hair shall stand up, when I shake my sword at their faces. Suddenly shall they be astonished, every man in himself, at the day of thy fall.

With pestilence and blood will I punish him: stormy rain and hail stones, fire and brimstone, will I cause to rain upon him and all his heap, yea and upon all that great people that is with him.

They shall not shave their heads, nor nourish the bush of their hair, but round their heads only.