And in the fourteenth year of Sovereign Ḥ
“Woe to Ashshur, the rod of My displeasure and the staff in whose hand is My displeasure.
“Go and say to Ḥ
Because of this I lament and howl. I go stripped and naked. I make a lamentation like jackals, and a mourning like ostriches.
For her wounds are incurable. For it has come to Yehuḏ
