The whole city shall flee for the noise of the horsemen and bowmen; they shall go into thickets, and climb up upon the rocks: every city shall be
forsaken, and not a man dwell therein.
spoiled, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothest thyself with crimson, though thou deckest thee with ornaments of gold, though thou rentest thy face with painting, in vain shalt thou make thyself fair; thy
lovers will despise thee, they will seek thy life.
For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, and
the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that
bewaileth herself, that
spreadeth her hands, saying
, Woe is
me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.