They enter Aiath; they pass through Migron; they store supplies at Mikmash.
They go over the pass, and say, “We will camp overnight at Geba.” Ramah trembles; Gibeah of Saul flees.
Cry out, Daughter Gallim! Listen, Laishah! Poor Anathoth!
Madmenah is in flight; the people of Gebim take cover.
This day they will halt at Nob; they will shake their fist at the mount of Daughter Zion, at the hill of Jerusalem.