“People of Jerusalem, climb a Lebanon peak and weep,climb a Bashan mountain and wail,Climb the Abarim ridge and cry—you’ve made a total mess of your life.I spoke to you when everything was going your way.You said, ‘I’m not interested.’You’ve been that way as long as I’ve known you,never listened to a thing I said.All your leaders will be blown away,all your friends end up in exile,And you’ll find yourself in the gutter,disgraced by your evil life.You big-city people thought you were so important,thought you were ‘king of the mountain’!You’re soon going to be doubled up in pain,pain worse than the pangs of childbirth.