²¹ Ja minä kutsun häntä vastaan kaikille vuorilleni miekan, sanoo Herra, Herra: toisen miekka on oleva toista vastaan.

³¹ Howl, gate! Cry, city! You are melted away, Philistia, all of you; for smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.