He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
He takes away the wisdom of the wise guides, and makes judges foolish;
He makes priests prisoners, overturning those in safe positions;
I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
But now those who are younger than I make sport of me; those whose fathers I would not have put with the dogs of my flocks.
You have made your agreement with your servant of no effect: you have had no respect for his crown, it has come down even to the earth.
All his walls are broken down; you have given his strong towers to destruction.
You have put an end to his glory: the seat of his kingdom has been levelled to the earth.
For wealth is not for ever, and money does not go on for all generations.
But you will be named the priests of the Lord, the servants of our God: you will have the wealth of the nations for your food, and you will be clothed with their glory.
The crown has been taken from our head: sorrow is ours, for we are sinners.
As for Ephraim, their glory will go in flight like a bird: there will be no birth and no one with child and no giving of life.