My soul is among lions: and I lie even among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
And it shall come to pass, that instead of sweet smell there shall be stink; and instead of a sash a tear; and instead of well set hair baldness; and instead of a girdle a covering of sackcloth; and burning instead of beauty.
In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with humility of conduct and sobriety; not with interwoven hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly garments;