21From the noise of their fall hath the earth shaken, The cry -- at the sea of Suph is its voice heard.
22Lo, as an eagle he cometh up, and flieth, And he spreadeth his wings over Bozrah, And the heart of the mighty of Edom hath been in that day, As the heart of a distressed woman!`
23Concerning Damascus: Ashamed hath been Hamath and Arpad, For an evil report they have heard, They have been melted, in the sea [is] sorrow, To be quiet it is not able.
24Feeble hath been Damascus, She turned to flee, and fear strengthened her, Distress and pangs have seized her, as a travailing woman.
25How is it not left -- the city of praise, The city of my joy!
26Therefore fall do her young men in her broad places, And all the men of war are cut off in that day, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts.
27And I have kindled a fire against the wall of Damascus, And it consumed palaces of Ben-Hadad!`
