Tear your hearts, not just your clothes, and return to the Lord your God. For he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger, abounding in faithful love, and he relents from sending disaster.
When he saw her, he tore his clothes and said, ‘No! Not my daughter! You have devastated me! You have brought great misery on me. I have given my word to the Lord and cannot take it back.’
When the king of Israel read the letter, he tore his clothes and asked, ‘Am I God, killing and giving life, that this man expects me to cure a man of his skin disease? Recognise that he is only picking a fight with me.’
She looked, and there was the king standing by the pillar according to the custom. The commanders and the trumpeters were by the king, and all the people of the land were rejoicing and blowing trumpets. Athaliah tore her clothes and screamed ‘Treason! Treason! ’