³ και τεσσαρα θηρια ανεβαινον εκ της θαλασσης διαφεροντα εν παρα το εν

³ Howl, O Heshbon, for Ai is spoiled: cry, ye daughters of Rabbah, gird you with sackcloth; lament, and run to and fro by the hedges; for their king shall go into captivity, and his priests and his princes together.