And he said to his father, My head, my head! And he said to a lad, Carry him to his mother.
And the boy grew, and the day came that he went out to his father to the reapers.
And he carried him and brought him to his mother. And he sat on her knees until noon and died.
My bowels, my bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart is restless within me; I cannot be silent because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the ram's horn, the alarm of war.