26
O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth and wallow thyself in ashes; make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come upon us.
24
We have heard the fame thereof; our hands wax feeble; anguish has taken hold of us, and pain as of a woman in travail.
25
Do not go forth into the field, nor walk by the way; for the sword of the enemy and fear is on every side.
26
O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth and wallow thyself in ashes; make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come upon us.
27
I have set thee for a tower and a fortress among my people; thou shalt know and examine their way.
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They are all rebellious princes; they walk with deception: they are brass and iron; they are all corrupters.