<p class="poetry">So put on sackcloth!p> <p class="poetry">Mourn and wail, saying,p> <p class="poetry">&#8216;The fierce anger of the <sc>Lordsc>p> <p class="poetry">has not turned away from us!&#8217;&#8221;<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">Wail, you people in Heshbon, because Ai in Ammon is destroyed.p> <p class="poetry">Cry out in anguish, you people in the villages surrounding<n id="1" /> Rabbah.p> <p class="poetry">Put on sackcloth and cry out in mourning.p> <p class="poetry">Run about covered with gashes.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">For your god Milcom will go into exilep> <p class="poetry">along with his priests and officials.<n id="3" />p>