18There is 1none to guide her amongall the sons she has borne, Nor is thereone to take her by the handamongall the sons she has reared.
19Thesetwothings have befallen you; Who will mourn for you? The 2devastation and destruction, famine and sword; How shall I comfort you?
Your sons have fainted, They 3lie helpless at the head of everystreet, Like an 4antelope in a net, Full of the wrath of the LORD, The 5rebuke of your God.
21Therefore, pleasehearthis, you 6afflicted, Who are 7drunk, but not with wine:
22Thussays your Lord, the LORD, even your God Who 8contends for His people, "Behold, I have taken out of your hand the 9cup of reeling, The achalice of My anger; You will neverdrink it again.
"I will 10put it into the hand of your tormentors, Who have said to byou, '11Liedown that we may walkover you.' You have even made your back like the ground And like the street for those who walkover it."