Leave! Leave! Get out of there! Don’t touch anything unclean! Get out of it! Stay pure, you who carry the Lord’s holy items! ¹ 

I will make your pinnacles out of gems, ¹  your gates out of beryl, ²  and your outer wall ³  out of beautiful ⁴  stones.

They do not thirst as he leads them through dry regions; he makes water flow out of a rock for them; he splits open a rock and water flows out.’ ¹ 

A shoot will grow out of Jesse’s ¹  root stock, a bud will sprout ²  from his roots.

Those who empty out gold from a purse and weigh out silver on the scale ¹  hire a metalsmith, who makes it into a god. They then bow down and worship it.

He is the one who sits on the earth’s horizon; ¹  its inhabitants are like grasshoppers before him. ²  He is the one who stretches out the sky like a thin curtain, ³  and spreads it out ⁴  like a pitched tent. ⁵ 

I, I am the one who blots out your rebellious deeds for my sake; your sins I do not remember.

He will not cry out or shout; he will not publicize himself in the streets. ¹ 

Yes, my hand founded the earth; my right hand spread out the sky. I summon them; they stand together.

Shout out, daughter of Gallim! Pay attention, Laishah! Answer her, Anathoth! ¹ 

He says, ¹  “Build it! Build it! Clear a way! Remove all the obstacles out of the way of my people!”

‘What right do you have to be here? What relatives do you have buried here? ¹  Why ²  do you chisel out a tomb for yourself here? He chisels out his burial site in an elevated place, he carves out his tomb on a cliff.

“For a remnant will leave Jerusalem; survivors will come out of Mount Zion. The intense devotion of the Lord who commands armies ¹  will accomplish this.

A voice says, “Cry out!” Another asks, ¹  “What should I cry out?” The first voice responds: ²  “All people are like grass, ³  and all their promises ⁴  are like the flowers in the field.

Wail, O city gate! Cry out, O city! Melt with fear, ¹  all you Philistines! For out of the north comes a cloud of smoke, and there are no stragglers in its ranks. ² 

“They will go out and observe the corpses of those who rebelled against me, for the maggots that eat them will not die, ¹  and the fire that consumes them will not die out. ²  All people will find the sight abhorrent.” ³ 

Look, ambassadors ¹  cry out in the streets; messengers sent to make peace ²  weep bitterly.

Before they even call out, ¹  I will respond; while they are still speaking, I will hear.

For the bed is too short to stretch out on, and the blanket is too narrow to wrap around oneself. ¹ 

The Lord stretched out his hand over the sea, ¹  he shook kingdoms; he ²  gave the order to destroy Canaan’s fortresses. ³