The woman called Folly ¹  is brash, ²  she is naive ³  and does not know ⁴  anything. ⁵ 

Do not boast ¹  about tomorrow; ²  for you do not know ³  what a day may bring forth.

Cries of anguish will come from Babylon, the sound of great destruction from the land of the Babylonians.

Now ¹  after some days, when he returned to Capernaum, ²  the news spread ³  that he was at home.

I said, ¹  “Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach! ²  I writhe in anguish. Oh, the pain in my heart! ³  My heart pounds within me. I cannot keep silent. For I hear the sound of the trumpet; ⁴  the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul! ⁵ 

When they called out to the Danites, the Danites ¹  turned around and said to Micah, “Why have you gathered together?”

Saul and all the army that was with him assembled and marched into battle, where they found ¹  the Philistines in total panic killing one another with their swords. ² 

As the temple was being built, only stones shaped at the quarry ¹  were used; the sound of hammers, pickaxes, or any other iron tool was not heard at the temple while it was being built.

All Israel brought up the ark of the Lord’s covenant; they were shouting, blowing trumpets, sounding cymbals, and playing stringed instruments.

At the sound of the trumpet, it says, ‘Aha!’ And from a distance it catches the scent of battle, the thunderous shouting of commanders, and the battle cries.

He lifted me out of the watery pit, ¹  out of the slimy mud. ²  He placed my feet on a rock and gave me secure footing. ³ 

For the music director; by the Korahites; a psalm. All you nations, clap your hands! Shout out to God in celebration! ² 

Our God approaches and is not silent; ¹  consuming fire goes ahead of him and all around him a storm rages. ² 

For the music director; according to the gittith style; ²  by Asaph. Shout for joy to God, our source of strength! Shout out to the God of Jacob!

The Lord says, “The women ¹  of Zion are proud. They walk with their heads high ²  and flirt with their eyes. They skip along ³  and the jewelry on their ankles jingles. ⁴ 

Their roar is like a lion’s; they roar like young lions. They growl and seize their prey; they drag it away and no one can come to the rescue.

Indeed every boot that marches and shakes the earth ¹  and every garment dragged through blood is used as fuel for the fire.

Look, the sovereign master, the Lord who commands armies, is ready to cut off the branches with terrifying power. ¹  The tallest trees ²  will be cut down, the loftiest ones will be brought low.

For the fortress is neglected; the once-crowded ¹  city is abandoned. Hill ²  and watchtower are permanently uninhabited. ³  Wild donkeys love to go there, and flocks graze there. ⁴ 

We all growl like bears, we coo mournfully like doves; we wait for deliverance, ¹  but there is none, for salvation, but it is far from us.