When they looked from a distance, they could barely recognise him. They wept aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust into the air and on his head.
The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.
Then Joshua tore his clothes and fell face down to the ground before the ark of the Lord until evening, as did the elders of Israel; they all put dust on their heads.
They threw dust on their heads and kept crying out, weeping, and mourning, Woe, woe, the great city, where all those who have ships on the sea became rich from her wealth; for in a single hour she was destroyed.
When Mordecai learned all that had occurred, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and ashes, went into the middle of the city, and cried loudly and bitterly.