mand roll in ashes, you lords of the flock,
for the days of your slaughter and dispersion have come,
and you shall fall like a choice vessel.
30 uand shout aloud over you
and cry out bitterly.
vThey cast dust on their heads
wand wallow in ashes;
16 eHe has made my teeth grind on gravel,
and fmade me cower in ashes;
weep not at all;
broll yourselves in the dust.