Isaiah 29:1–4

Ah, Ariel, Ariel,

the city where David encamped!

Add year to year;

let the feasts run their round.

Yet I will distress Ariel,

and there shall be moaning and lamentation,

and she shall be to me like an Ariel.

And I will encamp against you all around,

and will besiege you with towers

and I will raise siegeworks against you.

And you will be brought low; from the earth you shall speak,

and from the dust your speech will be bowed down;

your voice shall come from the ground like the voice of a ghost,

and from the dust your speech shall whisper.

Woe to you, Ariel, Ariel,

the city where David settled!

Add year to year

and let your cycle of festivals go on.

Yet I will besiege Ariel;

she will mourn and lament,

she will be to me like an altar hearth.

I will encamp against you on all sides;

I will encircle you with towers

and set up my siege works against you.

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.

Woe to Ariel, Ariel,

the city where David camped!

Continue year after year;

let the festivals recur.

I will oppress Ariel,

and there will be mourning and crying,

and she will be to me like an Ariel.

I will camp in a circle around you;

I will besiege you with earth ramps,

and I will set up my siege towers against you.

You will be brought down;

you will speak from the ground,

and your words will come from low in the dust.

Your voice will be like that of a spirit from the ground;

your speech will whisper from the dust.

“What sorrow awaits Ariel, the City of David.

Year after year you celebrate your feasts.

Yet I will bring disaster upon you,

and there will be much weeping and sorrow.

For Jerusalem will become what her name Ariel means—

an altar covered with blood.

I will be your enemy,

surrounding Jerusalem and attacking its walls.

I will build siege towers

and destroy it.

Then deep from the earth you will speak;

from low in the dust your words will come.

Your voice will whisper from the ground

like a ghost conjured up from the grave.

Ah! Ariel, Ariel, the city where David encamped!

Add year to year,

let festivals recur.

Yet I will inflict Ariel,

and there shall be mourning and lamentation,

and it shall be to me like an altar hearth.

And I will encamp in a circle against you,

and I will lay siege to you with towers

and I will raise up siegeworks against you.

Then you shall be low;

you shall speak from the earth,

and your words will be low, from dust.

And your voice will be from the earth, like a ghost,

and your word will whisper from the dust.

Woe to Ariel, to Ariel, the city where David dwelt!

Add ye year to year; let them kill sacrifices.

Yet I will distress Ariel,

And there shall be heaviness and sorrow:

And it shall be unto me as Ariel.

And I will camp against thee round about,

And will lay siege against thee with a mount,

And I will raise forts against thee.

And thou shalt be brought down, and shalt speak out of the ground,

And thy speech shall be low out of the dust,

And thy voice shall be, as of one that hath a familiar spirit, out of the ground,

And thy speech shall whisper out of the dust.