They will put on sackcloth, and terror will overwhelm them. Shame will cover all their faces, and all their heads will be shaved.
I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and e
Dibon goes up to its temple to weep at its high places. Moab wails over Nebo, as well as over Medeba. Every head is shav
When I remember, terror takes hold, and my body trembles in horror.
Instead of fragrance there will be a stench; instead of a belt, a rope; instead of styled hair, baldness; instead of fin
They will shave their heads for you and wrap themselves in sackcloth. They will weep over you with anguish of soul and b
As the sun was setting, Abram fell into a deep sleep, and suddenly great terror and darkness overwhelmed him.
May those who gloat in my distress be ashamed and confounded; may those who exalt themselves over me be clothed in shame
Then the kings of the earth, the nobles, the commanders, the rich, the mighty, and every slave and free man hid in the c
My heart pounds within me, and the terrors of death assail me.
For every head is shaved and every beard is clipped; on every hand is a gash, and around every waist is sackcloth.
Let us lie down in our shame; let our disgrace cover us. We have sinned against the LORD our God, both we and our father