While he was speaking with them, then, behold, the messenger came down to him. And he said, Behold, this is the evil from Jehovah. Why should I wait for Jehovah any more?
Who would not fear You, O King of nations? For it is fitting to You, because there is none like You among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms.
My bowels! My bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart roars within me. I cannot be silent, for I have heard the sound of the rams’ horn. O my soul, the alarm of war!
Declare in Judah, and make it heard in Jerusalem, and say, Blow the rams’ horn in the land. Cry, and say, It will be ended. Gather yourselves and go into the fortified cities.
Do you not fear Me, a statement of Jehovah? Will you not tremble before My face, that I have placed the sand as the limit for the sea by an eternal decree, so that it cannot cross over it? And though they rise and fall, yet they cannot prevail; though its waves roar, yet they cannot cross over it.
O sons of Benjamin take refuge from the midst of Jerusalem. And blow the rams’ horn in Tekoa; and set up a signal over Beth-haccerem. For evil looks down out of the north, and a great shattering.
For before those days there was no wages for man, and there was no wages for animal; and there was no peace to him going out or coming in from the distressing one. For I set every man, a man against his neighbor.