Run for cover,a Benjaminites, out of Jerusalem! Sound the ram's horn in Tekoa;b raise a smoke signalc over Beth-haccherem,d for disaster threatens from the north, even great destruction.
[Though she is] beautiful and delicate, I will destroye Daughter Zion.
Shepherds and their flocks will come against her; they will pitch [their] tents all around her. Each will pasture his own portion.
Set [them] apart for warf against her; rise up, let's attack at noon. Woe to us, for the day is passing; the evening shadows grow long.
Rise up, let's attack by night. Let us destroy her fortresses."
For this is what the Lord of Hosts says: Cut down the trees; raise a siege ramp against Jerusalem. This city must be punished. There is nothing but oppression within her.