for the palace is left alone; the crowd of the city is forsaken; mound and tower are instead caves, until forever; a joy of wild asses; pasture for flocks;
They have sown wheat, but they have reaped thorns. They are exhausted, but they do not profit. And they shall be ashamed of your harvests, because of the anger of the anger of the face of Jehovah.
And they will eat up your harvest and your food, and they will eat up your sons and your daughters. They will eat up your flocks and your herds; they will eat up your vines and your fig trees. One shall beat down your fortified cities with the sword, those in which you trust.