⁴¹ Then he quickly took the head-band from his eyes; and the king of Israel saw that he was one of the prophets.

¹⁹ And Tamar, in her grief, put dust on her head; and she put her hand on her head and went away crying loudly.

³⁸ So the prophet went away, and pulling his head-band over his eyes to keep his face covered, took his place by the road waiting for the king.

⁸ And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.

²⁶ O daughter of my people, put on haircloth, rolling yourself in the dust: give yourself to sorrow, as for an only son, with most bitter cries of grief; for he who makes waste will come on us suddenly.