Isa Isaiah, chapter Book of Isaiah, chapter 14
Howl, O gate; cry, O city; youi, all of you P’leshet [Land of Strangers], [are] dissolved: for there shall come from the north a smoke, and none [shall be] alone in his ranks.
Howl, O gate; cry, O city; youi, all of you P’leshet [Land of Strangers], [are] dissolved: for there shall come from the north a smoke, and none [shall be] alone in his ranks.