1. Woe to you, Ariel, Ariel, the city where David settled! Add year to year and let your cycle of festivals go on.
2. Yet I will besiege Ariel; she will mourn and lament, she will be to me like an altar hearth.
3. I will encamp against you on all sides; I will encircle you with towers and set up my siege works against you.
4. Brought low, you will speak from the ground; your speech will mumble out of the dust. Your voice will come ghostlike from the earth; out of the dust your speech will whisper.
5. But your many enemies will become like fine dust, the ruthless hordes like blown chaff. Suddenly, in an instant,