³¹ Wail, you gates!^(A) Cry out, city!
Tremble with fear,^(B) all Philistia!
For a cloud of dust is coming from the north,^(C)
and there is no one missing from the invader’s ranks.

³⁴ Wail, you shepherds, and cry out.
Roll in the dust,^(A) you leaders of the flock.
Because the days of your slaughter have come,^(B)
you will fall and become shattered like a precious vase.

Look, water is rising from the north^(A)
and becoming an overflowing wadi.
It will overflow the land and everything in it,^(B)
the cities and their inhabitants.
The people will cry out,
and every inhabitant of the land will wail.