2 You who a¹re full of noise,
A tumultuous city, ^aa joyous city?
Your slain men are not slain with the sword,
Nor dead in battle. ‡

3 All your rulers have fled together;
They are captured by the archers.
All who are found in you are bound together;
They have fled from afar.

5 ^aFor it is a day of trouble and treading down and perplexity
^bBy the Lord God of hosts
In the Valley of Vision—
Breaking down the walls
And of crying to the mountain. ‡

6 ^aElam bore the quiver
With chariots of men and horsemen,
And ^bKir uncovered the shield. ‡