1 Woe to you, Ariel, Ariel,the city where David settled!Add year to yearand 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 towersand 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,