Cry and howl, son of man: for it shall be upon my people, it shall be upon all the princes of Yisrael: terrors by reason of the sword shall be upon my people: smite therefore upon thy thigh.
Howl, ye shepherds, and cry; and wallow yourselves in the ashes, ye principal of the flock: for the days of your slaughter and of your diasporas are accomplished; and ye shall fall like a pleasant vessel.
Gird yourselves, and lament, ye kohanim: howl, ye ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my Elohim: for the meat offering and the drink offering is withholden from the house of your Elohim.
For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the pleasant places for their silver, nettles shall possess them: tshofars shall be in their tabernacles.
Woe unto the inhabitants of the sea coast, the nation of the Cherethites! the word of YY is against you; O Kenaan, the land of the Plishtim, I will even destroy thee, that there shall be no inhabitant.
Yea, every pot in Yerushalayim and in Yhudah shall be holiness unto YY -TZvaot: and all they that sacrifice shall come and take of them, and seethe therein: and in that day there shall be no more the Kenaanite in the house of YY -TZvaot.