But now my tent is destroyed; all its ropes are cut, and my children are gone for good. There's no one left to set up my tent frame and to attach the fabric.
The shepherd kings have lost their senses and don't seek answers from the LORD. That is why they have failed and their flock is scattered.
Listen! The sound is getting louder, a mighty uproar from the land of the north; it will reduce the towns of Judah to ruins, a den for wild dogs.
I know, LORD, that our lives are not our own, that we're not able to direct our paths.
So correct me, LORD, but with justice, not in your anger, or else you will reduce me to nothing.
Pour out your wrath on the nations that ignore you and on the people who don't call on you, since they have devoured Jacob; they have devoured him completely and ruined his country.