Thy tumult, i.e. thy tumultuous noise, thy clamours and blasphemies which Rab-shakeh in thy name beached forth against me with a loud voice, 2 Kings 18:28. My hook in thy nose, and my bridle in thy lips; a metaphor from wild and furious beasts, that must be thus managed. I will turn thee back by the way by which thou camest; I will cause thee to return to thy home with shame and loss.

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