Waillike a virgingirdedwith sackclothFor the bridegroomof her youth.
That leavesthe companionof her youthAnd forgetsthe covenantof her God;
Therefore in that daythe LordGODof hostscalled[you] to weeping,to wailing,To shavingthe headand to wearingsackcloth.
Tremble,you [women] whoare at ease;Be troubled,you complacent[daughters]; Strip,undressand put[sackcloth] on [your] waist,
"Have you not just nowcalledto Me, 'My Father,You are the friendof my youth?
The roadsof Zionare in mourningBecausenoone comesto the appointedfeasts.Allher gatesare desolate;Her priestsare groaning,Her virginsare afflicted,And she herselfis bitter.
"Then I will turnyour festivalsinto mourningAnd allyour songsinto lamentation;And I will bringsackclothon everyone'sloinsAnd baldnesson everyhead.And I will makeit like [a time of] mourningfor an onlyson,And the endof it will be like a bitterday.
"But not onehas done[so] who has a remnantof the Spirit.And whatdid [that] one[do] while he was seekinga godlyoffspring?Takeheedthen to your spirit,and let noone dealtreacherouslyagainst the wifeof your youth.
Comenow,you rich,weepand howlfor your miserieswhich are comingupon you.
