So they went and called out to the gatekeepers<n id="1" /> of the city. They told them, &#8220;We entered the Syrian camp and there was no one there. We didn&#8217;t even hear a man&#8217;s voice.<n id="2" /> But the horses and donkeys are still tied up, and the tents remain up.&#8221;<n id="3" />

<p class="poetry">Certainly the <sc>Lordsc> will console Zion;p> <p class="poetry">he will console all her ruins.p> <p class="poetry">He will make her wilderness like Eden,p> <p class="poetry">her desert like the Garden of the <sc>Lordsc>.p> <p class="poetry">Happiness and joy will be restored to<n id="1" /> her,p> <p class="poetry">thanksgiving and the sound of music.p>

You must not say, &#8216;No, we will not stay. Instead we will go and live in the land of Egypt where we will not face war,<n id="1" /> or hear the enemy&#8217;s trumpet calls,<n id="2" /> or starve for lack of food.&#8217;<n id="3" />

The sound of a carefree crowd accompanied her,<n id="1" /> including all kinds of men;<n id="2" /> even Sabeans<n id="3" /> were brought from the desert. The sisters<n id="4" /> put bracelets on their wrists and beautiful crowns on their heads.