¹⁵ For from the face of destructions they fled, From the face of a stretched-out sword, And from the face of a trodden bow, And from the face of the grievousness of battle.

¹⁹ Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.

²⁰ They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.

¹⁴ And it hath been, as a roe driven away, And as a flock that hath no gatherer, Each unto his people -- they turn, And each unto his land -- they flee.