And my eyes are at an end with tears, my bowels ferment; my liver is poured on the ground for the ruin of the daughter of my people, in the fainting of children and sucklings in the broad places of the city.
He trod His bow like an enemy, and set His right hand like an oppressive one; and killed all who were desirable to the eye in the tent of the daughter of Zion. He poured out His fury like fire.
Therefore, as I live, a statement of the Lord Jehovah, If not because you have defiled My sanctuary with all your detestable things and with all your disgusting things, even I also will withdraw. And My eye shall not spare, and I will not have pity.
Jehovah will not be willing to forgive him, for then Jehovah’s anger and His zeal shall smoke, and His zeal shall be against that man, and all the curses written in this book shall lie upon him. And Jehovah shall blot out his name from under the heavens.