Look, look, Jerusalem!Look at the enemies coming out of the north!What will become of your flocks of people,the beautiful flocks in your care?How are you going to feel when the peopleyou’ve played up to, looked up to all these yearsNow look down on you? You didn’t expect this?Surprise! The pain of a woman having a baby!Do I hear you saying,“What’s going on here? Why me?”The answer’s simple: You’re guilty,hugely guilty.Your guilt has your life endangered,your guilt has you writhing in pain.