^{22 Ref} Thus said Jehovah: Lo, a people hath come from a north country, And a great nation is stirred up from the sides of the earth.

^{23 Ref} Bow and javelin they take hold of, Fierce it `is', and they have no mercy, Their voice as a sea doth sound, And on horses they ride, set in array as a man of war, Against thee, O daughter of Zion.

^{24 Ref} `We have heard its sound, feeble have been our hands, Distress hath seized us, pain as of a travailing woman.

^{25 Ref} Go not forth to the field, And in the way walk not, For a sword hath the enemy, fear `is' round about.

^{26 Ref} O daughter of My people, Gird on sackcloth, and roll thyself in ashes, The mourning of an only one make for thee, A lamentation most bitter, For suddenly come doth the spoiler against us.