29. Rejoice not, O Philistia, all of thee, because the rod that smote
thee is broken, for out of the root of the serpent shall come forth a
basilisk, and its fruit a fiery flying serpent. 30. And the
first-born of the poor shall feed, and the needy in security lie
down, and I will kill thy root with famine, and thy remnant it shall
slay.
31. Howl, O gate! cry, O city! dissolved, O Philistia, is the whole
of thee; for out of the north a smoke comes, and there is no
straggler in his forces. 32. And what shall one answer to the
ambassadors of a nation? That Jehovah has founded Zion, and in it the
afflicted of His people shall seek refuge.