He has brokenmy teethwith gravel;He has made me cowerin the dust.
And he tooka potsherdto scrapehimself while he was sittingamongthe ashes.
"The roaringof the lionand the voiceof the [fierce] lion,And the teethof the younglionsare broken.
For I have eatenasheslike breadAnd mingledmy drinkwith weeping
Arise,O LORD;saveme, O my God!For You have smittenallmy enemieson the cheek;You have shatteredthe teethof the wicked.
O God,shattertheir teethin their mouth;Breakout the fangsof the younglions,O LORD.
Breadobtained by falsehoodis sweetto a man,But afterwardhis mouthwill be filledwith gravel.
O daughterof my people,puton sackclothAnd rollin ashes;Mournas for an onlyson,A lamentationmostbitter.For suddenlythe destroyerWill comeupon us.
When the wordreachedthe kingof Nineveh,he arosefrom his throne,laidasidehis robefrom him, covered[himself] with sackclothand saton the ashes.
"Orwhatmanis there amongyou who, whenhis sonasksfor a loaf,will givehim a stone?
"Nowsuppose oneof you fathersis askedby his sonfor a fish;he will not givehim a snakeinsteadof a fish,will he?
