<p class="poetry">He shouts a battle cry<n id="1" /> against the sea<n id="2" /> and makes it dry up;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">he makes all the rivers<n id="4" /> run dry.p> <p class="poetry">Bashan and Carmel wither;<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">the blossom of Lebanon withers.p>

<p class="poetry">Have mercy on me,<n id="1" /> <sc>Lordsc>, for I am frail!p> <p class="poetry">Heal me, <sc>Lordsc>, for my bones are shaking!<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">The crops of the fields<n id="1" /> have been destroyed.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">The ground is in mourning because the grain has perished.p> <p class="poetry">The fresh wine has dried up;p> <p class="poetry">the olive oil languishes.p>