פְּלֶשֶׁת

The people shall hear, and be afraid: sorrow shall take hold on the inhabitants of Palestina.

Rejoice not thou, whole Palestina, because the rod of him that smote thee is broken: for out of the serpent's root shall come forth a cockatrice, and his fruit shall be a fiery flying serpent.

Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou, whole Palestina, art dissolved: for there shall come from the north a smoke, and none shall be alone in his appointed times.

Yea, and what have ye to do with me, O Tyre, and Zidon, and all the coasts of Palestine? will ye render me a recompence? and if ye recompense me, swiftly and speedily will I return your recompence upon your own head;

Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe: Philistia, triumph thou because of me.

Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre;

I will make mention of Rahab and Babylon to them that know me: behold Philistia, and Tyre, with Ethiopia; this man was born there.

Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I cast out my shoe; over Philistia will I triumph.