Through the mouths of your messengers you have insulted the Lord when you said: ‘With my many chariots I went up to the tops of the peaks, to the recesses of Lebanon, To cut down its lofty cedars, its choice cypresses; I reached the farthest shelter, the forest ranges.
Their widows were more numerous before me than the sands of the sea. I brought against the mother of youths the destroyer at midday; Suddenly I struck her with anguish and terror.
Beware! I will bring against you a nation from far away, O House of Israel—oracle of the Lord; A long-lived nation, an ancient nation, a people whose language you do not know, whose speech you cannot understand.