Woe to you, Ariel, Ariel, the city where David settled! Add year to year and let your cycle of festivals go on. Yet I will besiege Ariel; she will mourn and lament, she will be to me like an alter hearth. I will encamp against you all around; I will encircle you with towers and set up my siege works against you. Brought low, you will speak from the ground; your speech will mumble out of the dust. Your voice will come ghostlike from the earth; out of the dust your speech will whisper.
But your many enemies will become like fine dust, the ruthless hordes like blown chaff. Suddenly, in an instant, the Lord Almighty will come with thunder and earthquake and great noise, with windstorm and tempest and flame of a devouring fire. Then the hordes of all the nations that fight against Ariel, that attack her and her fortress and besiege her, will be as it is with a dream, with a vision in the night - as when a hungry man dreams that he is eating, but he awakens faint, with his thirst unquenched. So will it be with the hordes of all the nations that fight against Mount Zion.
Be stunned and amazed, blind yourself and be sightless; be drunk, but not from wine, stagger but not from beer. The Lord has brought over you a deep sleep: He has sealed your eyes (the prophets) ; he has covered your heads (the seers)
For you this whole vision is nothing but words sealed in a scroll. And if you give the scroll to someone who can read, and say to him, "Read this, please, "he will answer, "I can't; it is sealed." Or if you give the scroll to someone who cannot read, and say, "Read this, please, " he will answer, "I don't know how to read."
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