^19 (A)My ^[a]soul, my ^[b]soul! I am in anguish! ^[c]Oh, my heart!
My ^(B)heart is pounding in me;
I cannot be silent,
Because ^[d]you have heard, O my soul,
The ^(C)sound of the trumpet,
The alarm of war.

²¹ How long must I see the standard
And hear the sound of the trumpet?

6 “Flee for safety, O sons of ^(A)Benjamin,
From the midst of Jerusalem!
Now blow a trumpet in Tekoa
And raise a signal over ^[a](B)Beth-haccerem;
For evil looks down from the ^(C)north,
And a great destruction.