Oh, my anguish, my anguish!1 I writhe in pain.2 Oh, the agony of my heart! My heart pounds3 within me, I cannot keep silent.4 For I have heard the sound of the trumpet;5 I have heard the battle cry.620
Disaster follows disaster;7 the whole land lies in ruins.8 In an instant my tents9 are destroyed, my shelter in a moment.
How long must I see the battle standard10 and hear the sound of the trumpet?1122
"My people are fools;12 they do not know me.13 They are senseless children; they have no understanding.14 They are skilled in doing evil;15 they know not how to do good."1623
I looked at the earth, and it was formless and empty;17 and at the heavens, and their light18 was gone.
I looked at the mountains, and they were quaking;19 all the hills were swaying.
I looked, and there were no people; every bird in the sky had flown away.2026
I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert;21 all its towns lay in ruins22 before the LORD, before his fierce anger.2327
This is what the LORD says: "The whole land will be ruined,24 though I will not destroy25 it completely.
Therefore the earth will mourn26 and the heavens above grow dark,27 because I have spoken and will not relent,28 I have decided and will not turn back.29"
At the sound of horsemen and archers30 every town takes to flight.31 Some go into the thickets; some climb up among the rocks.32 All the towns are deserted;33 no one lives in them.
What are you doing,34 O devastated one? Why dress yourself in scarlet and put on jewels35 of gold? Why shade your eyes with paint?36 You adorn yourself in vain. Your lovers37 despise you; they seek your life.3831
I hear a cry as of a woman in labor,39 a groan as of one bearing her first child-- the cry of the Daughter of Zion40 gasping for breath,41 stretching out her hands42 and saying, "Alas! I am fainting; my life is given over to murderers."43