When the king of Israel read the letter, he tore his clothes in dismay and exclaimed, "How can the king of Syria expect me to cure this man? Does he think that I am God, with the power of life and death? It's plain that he is trying to start a quarrel with me!"

When the king heard the book being read, he tore his clothes in dismay,

and you repented and humbled yourself before me, tearing your clothes and weeping, when you heard how I threatened to punish Jerusalem and its people. I will make it a terrifying sight, a place whose name people will use as a curse. But I have heard your prayer,

When Reuben came back to the well and found that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes in sorrow.

Jacob tore his clothes in sorrow and put on sackcloth. He mourned for his son a long time.

Then Job got up and tore his clothes in grief. He shaved his head and threw himself face downward on the ground.

The brave are calling for help. The ambassadors who tried to bring about peace are crying bitterly.

The people kept quiet, just as King Hezekiah had told them to; they did not say a word.

Then Eliakim, Shebna, and Joah tore their clothes in grief and went and reported to the king what the Assyrian official had said.

But neither the king nor any of his officials who heard all this was afraid or showed any sign of sorrow.

At this the High Priest tore his clothes and said, "Blasphemy! We don't need any more witnesses! You have just heard his blasphemy!