Why do you cry out over your crushing? Your pain is incurable, for the greatness of your iniquity; your sins are many, so I have done these things to you.
And after all that has come on us for our evil deeds, and for our great guilt, since You our God have held back the rod on our iniquities, and have given us such an escape as this,
From the sole of the foot even to the head, no soundness is in it; only a wound and a stripe and a fresh blow; they have not been closed, nor bound up; and not was it softened with oil.
And He dug about it, and cleared it of stones, and planted it with the choicest vine, and built a tower in its midst, and also hewed out a wine vat in it. And He waited for it to produce grapes, but it produced rotten grapes.
For according to the number of your cities were your gods, O Judah; yea, according to the number of the outside places of Jerusalem you have set up altars to the thing of shame, altars to burn incense to Baal.
Why has my pain been continual and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You surely are to me as a deceitful stream, its waters cannot be trusted.
Your own evil shall instruct you, and your apostasies shall reprove you. Therefore know and see that your forsaking Jehovah your God is evil and bitter; and My fear is not in you, a statement of the Lord Jehovah of Hosts.
All those loving you have forgotten you; they do not seek you. For I have struck you with the wound of an enemy, with the chastening of a cruel one, because of the greatness of your iniquity. Your sins are many.
Therefore, all those who devour you shall be devoured. And all the ones pressing you, every one of them, shall go into captivity. And those plundering you I will give up to plunder, and all preying on you I will give up for prey.
For I will bring up healing for you, and from your wounds I will heal you, a statement of Jehovah, because they called you Outcast; saying, This is Zion; no one is seeking for her.
Her oppressive ones have become as chief; her enemies are at ease. For Jehovah has afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions. Her children have gone, captive before the oppressive ones.
What can I testify for you? To what will I compare you, O daughter of Jerusalem? To what shall I liken you that I may comfort you, O virgin daughter of Zion? For your breaking is great like the sea! Who can heal you?
I will bear the rage of Jehovah because I have sinned against Him, until that He contends for my case and executes my judgment. He will bring me out to the light; I shall see His righteousness.
There is no healing for your fracture; your wound is severe. All who hear of your report shall clap the palm over you, for on whom has your evil not continually passed?