The burden of the valley of vision.
What ails you now, that you have all gone up to the housetops?
You that are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous town, your slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.
All your rulers fled away together.
They were bound by the archers.
All who were found by you were bound together.
They fled far away.
Therefore I said, “Look away from me.
I will weep bitterly.
Don’t labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.