I have set the threatening sword against all their gates, that their heart may melt, and their stumblings be multiplied: ah! it is made as lightning, it is pointed for slaughter.

In order that hearts may become soft, and the number of those who are falling may be increased, I have sent death by the sword against all their doors: you are made like a flame, you are polished for death.

Επεφερα την κοπην της ρομφαιας επι πασας τας πυλας αυτων, δια να λυωση πασα καρδια και να πληθυνθη ο ολεθρος. Ουαι· ητοιμασθη δια να εξαστραπτη, ηκονισθη δια σφαγην.

I have set the point of the sword against all their gates, that their heart may faint, and their ruins be multiplied: ah! it is made bright, it is wrapped up for the slaughter.