The cities of the South are shut up, and there is no one to open them.
Judah is carried away captive: all of them.
They are wholly carried away captive.
Lift up your eyes, and see those who come from the north.
Where is the flock that was given to you, your beautiful flock?
What will you say when he sets over you as head those whom you have yourself taught to be friends to you?
Won’t sorrows take hold of you, as of a woman in travail?