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!
I listened and heard. They did not speak so. No man repented because of this evil way, saying, What have I done? Everyone turned in their own courses, as a horse rushes into the battle.