Isaiah 29:1-5

Woe, Ariel, Ariel the city where David once camped! Add year to year, keep your feasts on schedule.

I will bring distress to Ariel, And she will be a city of grieving and mourning; And she will be like an Ariel to me.

I will camp against you encircling you, And I will set up siegeworks against you, And I will raise up battle towers against you.

Then you will be brought low; From the earth you will speak, And from the dust where you are prostrate Your words will come. Your voice will also be like that of a spirit from the ground, And your speech will whisper from the dust.

But the multitude of your enemies will become like fine dust, And the multitude of the ruthless ones like the chaff which blows away; And it will happen instantly, suddenly.