Isaias

1 What hath befallen thee now, that ye are all gone up to vain houses ?

2 The city is filled with men shouting; thy smitten ones are not smitten with the sword, nor thy dead men dead in war.

3 All thy rulers are fled; and they that are taken have been cruelly bound, and the strong ones in thee are fled far away.

4 Therefore I said, Let me go, I will weep bitterly; persist not to comfort me, for the blow of the daughter of my race.

5 For it is a day of confusion and destruction, and of trampling down, and a wandering from the Lord of Hosts; in the valley of Zion they wander, from small to great they wander (on) to the mountains.

6 And the Elamites took quivers; mounted men upon horses, and a gathering of an array.