Their appearance is darker than soot; they are not recognized in the outside places. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it is dried up, it has become like wood.
And they lifted up their eyes from afar and did not recognize him. And they lifted up their voice and wept. And each man tore his robe; and they sprinkled dust on their heads toward the heavens.
She is empty, even waste, even devastated. And the heart is melted, and the knocking of the knees; and trembling is in all the loins; and all of their faces collect heat.