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.
See, the Lord, the LORD Almighty, will lop off the boughs with great power. The lofty trees will be felled, the tall ones will be brought low.
He will cut down the forest thickets with an ax; Lebanon will fall before the Mighty One.