19. These double disasters confronted you.But who feels sorry for you?Destruction and devastation,famine and sword.But who consoles you?
20. Your children faint;they lie at the head of every streetlike an antelope in a snare.They are left in a stupor by the Lord’s anger,by the battle cry of your God.
21. So listen to this, oppressed one,who is drunk, but not from wine!
22. This is what your sovereign master, the Lord your God, says:“Look, I have removed from your handthe cup of intoxicating wine,the goblet full of my anger.You will no longer have to drink it.
23. I will put it into the hand of your tormentorswho said to you, ‘Lie down, so we can walk over you.’You made your back like the ground,and like the street for those who walked over you.”