1 Wo 'to' Ariel, Ariel, The city of the encampment of David! Add year to year, let festivals go round.
2 And I have sent distress to Ariel, And it hath been lamentation and mourning, And it hath been to me as Ariel.
3 And I encamped, O babbler, against thee, And I laid siege against thee -- a camp. And I raised up against thee bulwarks.
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