Woe to Ariel, to Ariel, the city where David dwelt! add ye year to year; let them kill sacrifices.

And they buried him in his own sepulchres, which he had made for himself in the city of David, and laid him in the bed which was filled with sweet odours and divers kinds of spices prepared by the apothecaries' art: and they made a very great burning for him.

Woe to him that buildeth a town with blood, and stablisheth a city by iniquity! / Behold, is it not of the LORD of hosts that the people shall labour in the very fire, and the people shall weary themselves for very vanity? / For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD, as the waters cover the sea.

And David saith, Let their table be made a snare, and a trap, and a stumblingblock, and a recompence unto them: / Let their eyes be darkened, that they may not see, and bow down their back alway.

And Gideon went up by the way of them that dwelt in tents on the east of Nobah and Jogbehah, and smote the host; for the host was secure.

And Mikloth begat Shimeah. And these also dwelt with their brethren in Jerusalem, over against them.