They shall not make any baldness on their heads nor shave off the edges of their beards nor make any cuts in their flesh.

Baldness has come upon Gaza; Ashkelon has been ruined. O remnant of their valley, How long will you gash yourself?

They will gird themselves with sackcloth, and horror will cover them; and shame will be on all faces and baldness on all their heads.

Then I will overturn your feasts into mourning And all your songs into lamentation; And I will bring up sackcloth on everyone’s loins And baldness on every head. And I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son, And the end of it will be like a bitter day.

Make yourself bald and cut off your hair, Because of the children of your delight; Extend your baldness like the eagle, For they will go from you into exile.