Let not the sons of your house, O El, let not the daughters of your house rejoice, let not the children of your palace rejoice! I shall surely seize them in my right hand, I shall smite them by the strength of my long arm! I shall strike the top of your skull, I shall make your gray hair run with blood, the gray hair of your beard with gore! EI replied from within the seven chambers, through the eight facades of the closed rooms: I know you, daughter, that you are pitiless, and that among goddesses there is no contempt like yours! What do you desire of me, O Virgin Anat?

5 The Sovereign Lord of Heaven’s Armies will do this. He touches the earth and it dissolves; all who live on it mourn. The whole earth rises like the Nile River and then grows calm like the Nile in Egypt. 6 He builds the upper rooms of his palace in heaven and sets its foundation supports on the earth. He summons the water of the sea and pours it out on the earth’s surface. The Lord is his name. 7 “You Israelites are just like the Ethiopians in my sight,” says the Lord. “Certainly I brought Israel up from the land of Egypt, but I also brought the Philistines from Caphtor and the Arameans from Kir.