¹⁸ 錫安民的心哀求主。錫安的城牆啊，願你流淚如河，晝夜不息；願你眼中的瞳人淚流不止。

¹ It happened, when king Hezekiah heard it, that he tore his clothes, and covered himself with sackcloth, and went into the house of Yahweh.

² He sent Eliakim, who was over the household, and Shebna the scribe, and the elders of the priests, covered with sackcloth, to Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz.