12Left in the city [is] desolation, And [with] wasting is the gate smitten.
13When thus it is in the heart of the land, In the midst of the peoples, As the compassing of the olive, As gleanings when harvest hath been finished,
14They -- they lift up their voice, They sing of the excellency of Jehovah, They have cried aloud from the sea.
15Therefore in prosperity honour ye Jehovah, In isles of the sea, the name of Jehovah, God of Israel.
16From the skirt of the earth we heard songs, The desire of the righteous. And I say, `Leanness [is] to me, Leanness [is] to me, wo [is] to me.` Treacherous dealers dealt treacherously, Yea, treachery, treacherous dealers dealt treacherously.
17Fear, and a snare, and a gin, [Are] on thee, O inhabitant of the land.
18And it hath come to pass, He who is fleeing from the noise of the fear Doth fall into the snare, And he who is coming up from the midst of the snare, Is captured by the gin, For windows on high have been opened, And shaken are foundations of the land.