Cut off thy hair, (O Jerusalem), and cast it away, and take up a lamentation on the bare heights; for Jehovah hath rejected and forsaken the generation of his wrath.
What hath my beloved to do in my house, seeing she hath wrought lewdness (with) many, and the holy flesh is passed from thee? when thou doest evil, then thou rejoicest.
How hath the Lord covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger! He hath cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, And hath not remembered his footstool in the day of his anger.
Behold, your house is left unto you desolate.