The glasses, and the fine linen, and the hoods, and the vails.
And her gates shall lament and mourn; and she being desolate shall sit upon the ground.
Prepare ye war against her; arise, and let us go up at noon. Woe unto us! for the day goeth away, for the shadows of the evening are stretched out.
And I will prepare destroyers against thee, every one with his weapons: and they shall cut down thy choice cedars, and cast them into the fire.