Rotherham(i)
3 Lift up thy steps unto the places utterly unsafe, All the mischief!––the foe in the sanctuary!
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine appointed meeting, They have set their ensigns as tokens!
5 One used to be known according as he carried up high––into the thicket of trees––the axes;
6 But, now, the doors thereof all together, with axes and hammers, they batter down.
7 They have cast, into the fire, thy sanctuary, To the ground, have they profaned the habitation of thy Name.