3. In his burning rage, he cut off each of Israel’s horns;right in front of the enemy, he withdrew his strong hand;he burned against Jacob like a flaming fire that ate up everything nearby.
4. He bent his bow as an enemy would; his strong hand was poised like an adversary.He killed every precious thing in sight;he poured out his wrath like fire on Daughter Zion’s tent.
5. My Lord has become like an enemy. He devoured Israel;he devoured all her palaces; he made ruins of her city walls.In Daughter Judah he multiplied mourning along with more mourning!
6. He wrecked his own booth like a garden; he destroyed his place for festivals.The Lord made Zion forget both festival and sabbath;in his fierce rage, he scorned both monarch and priest.
7. My Lord rejected his altar, he abandoned his sanctuary;he handed Zion’s palace walls over to enemies.They shouted in the Lord’s own house as if it were a festival day.
8. The Lord planned to destroy Daughter Zion’s wall.He stretched out a measuring line, didn’t stop himself from devouring.He made barricades and walls wither—together they wasted away.
9. Zion’s gates sank into the ground; he broke and shattered her bars;her king and her officials are now among the nations. There is no Instruction!Even her prophets couldn’t find a vision from the Lord.
10. Daughter Zion’s elders sit on the ground and mourn.They throw dust on their heads; they put on mourning clothes.Jerusalem’s young women bow their heads all the way to the ground.
11. My eyes are worn out from weeping; my stomach is churning.My insides are poured on the ground because the daughter of my people is shattered,because children and babies are fainting in the city streets.