Woe to Ariel
Woe, O Ariel, Ariel the city where David once acamped!
Add year to year, bobserve your feasts on schedule.
2 I will bring distress to Ariel,
And she will be a city of mourning and amoaning;
And she will be like an Ariel to me.
3 And I will acamp against you encircling you,
And I will fortify siegeworks against you,
And I will raise up fortifications against you.
4 Then you will abe brought low;
From the earth you will speak,
And from the dust where you are prostrate
Your words will come.
Your voice will also be like that of a spirit from the ground,
And your speech will whisper from the dust.