שׁוֹא

Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.

They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.

…to satisfy the parched wasteland and make it sprout with tender grass?

May ruin befall them by surprise; may the net they hid ensnare them; may they fall into the hazard they created.

How long, O Lord, will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages, my precious life from these lions.

But those who seek my life to destroy it will go into the depths of the earth.

Do not fear sudden danger or the ruin that overtakes the wicked,

What will you do on the day of reckoning when devastation comes from afar? To whom will you flee for help? Where will you leave your wealth?

But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.

You and all your troops, and many peoples with you will go up, advancing like a thunderstorm; you will be like a cloud covering the land.

That day will be a day of wrath, a day of trouble and distress, a day of destruction and desolation, a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and blackness,