But now the anger of the is satisfied. His fierce anger has been poured out. He started a fire in Jerusalem that burned the city to its foundations.
References for Lamentations 4:11
Not a king in all the earth— no one in all the world— would have believed that an enemy could march through the gates of Jerusalem.
Yet it happened because of the sins of her prophets and the sins of her priests, who defiled the city by shedding innocent blood.
They wandered blindly through the streets, so defiled by blood that no one dared touch them.
“Get away!” the people shouted at them. “You’re defiled! Don’t touch us!” So they fled to distant lands and wandered among foreign nations, but none would let them stay.
The himself has scattered them, and he no longer helps them. People show no respect for the priests and no longer honor the leaders.
We looked in vain for our allies to come and save us, but we were looking to nations that could not help us.
We couldn’t go into the streets without danger to our lives. Our end was near; our days were numbered. We were doomed!
Our enemies were swifter than eagles in flight. If we fled to the mountains, they found us. If we hid in the wilderness, they were waiting for us there.
Our king—the ’s anointed, the very life of our nation— was caught in their snares. We had thought that his shadow would protect us against any nation on earth!
Are you rejoicing in the land of Uz, O people of Edom? But you, too, must drink from the cup of the ’s anger. You, too, will be stripped naked in your drunkenness.