²⁹ Don’t rejoice, all of you in Philistia,
because the rod of the one who struck you^(A) is broken.
For a viper will come from the root^[a] of a snake,
and from its egg comes a flying serpent.^(B)
30 Then the firstborn^(C) of the poor will be well fed,
and the impoverished will lie down in safety,
but I will kill your root with hunger,
and your remnant will be slain.
³¹ Wail, you gates!^(D) Cry out, city!
Tremble with fear,^(E) all Philistia!
For a cloud of dust is coming from the north,^(F)
and there is no one missing from the invader’s ranks.