Isaias

4 Ah, sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, sons that deal corruptly; they have forsaken the LORD, they have scorned the Holy One of Israel, they are gone away backward.

5 Why will ye be still stricken, (that) ye revolt more and more? the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

6 From the sole of the foot even unto the head (there is) no soundness in it; wound, and weal, and putrefying sore: they have not been pressed out, neither bound up, neither is it mollified with oil.

7 Your country is a desolation, your cities are burned with fire; your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is a desolation, like an overthrow of strangers.

8 And the daughter of Zion is left as a booth in a vineyard, as a ’tent in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.