5. Where will you be stricken again, As you continue in your rebellion? The whole head is sick And the whole heart is faint.
6. From the sole of the foot even to the head There is nothing sound in it, Only bruises, welts and raw wounds, Not pressed out or bandaged, Nor softened with oil.
7. Your land is desolate, Your cities are burned with fire, Your fields-strangers are devouring them in your presence; It is desolation, as overthrown by strangers.
8. The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, Like a watchman's hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.
9. Unless the Lord of hosts Had left us a few survivors, We would be like Sodom, We would be like Gomorrah.
10. Hear the word of the Lord, You rulers of Sodom; Give ear to the instruction of our God, You people of Gomorrah.
11. "What are your multiplied sacrifices to Me?" Says the Lord. "I have had enough of burnt offerings of rams And the fat of fed cattle; And I take no pleasure in the blood of bulls, lambs or goats.