19 My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the shofar, the alarm of war.
20 Destruction upon destruction is cried, for the whole land is destroyed; suddenly are my tents destroyed, and my curtains in a moment.
21 How long shall I see the banner and hear the voice of the shofar?
22 For my people are foolish; the ignorant sons with no understanding have not known me; they are wise to do evil, but to do good they have no knowledge.
23 I beheld the earth, and, behold, it was without order, and empty; and the heavens, and they had no light.
24 I beheld the mountains, and, behold, they trembled, and all the hills were destroyed.
25 I beheld, and, behold, there was no man, and all the birds of the heavens had fled.