<p class="poetry">I see the tents of Cushan overwhelmed by trouble;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">the tent curtains of the land of Midian are shaking.<n id="2" />p>

<t /><p class="poetry">I listened and my stomach churned;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">the sound made my lips quiver.p> <p class="poetry">My frame went limp, as if my bones were decaying,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">and I shook as I tried to walk.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">I long<n id="4" /> for the day of distressp> <p class="poetry">to come upon<n id="5" /> the people who attack us.p>