You sell your people for nothing; you make no profit from their sale.
We have become the reproach of our neighbors, the scorn and derision of those around us.
You have fed them the bread of tears, made them drink tears in great measure.
You broke down all city walls, left his strongholds in ruins.
Remember, Lord, the insults to your servants, how I have borne in my bosom the slander of the nations.
For thus says the Lord: For nothing you were sold, without money you shall be redeemed.
I will make them an object of horror to all the kingdoms of the earth, a reproach and a byword, a taunt and a curse, in all the places to which I will drive them.
Has Israel not been a laughingstock to you? Was he caught among thieves that you wag your heads whenever you speak of him?
and you will be a horror, a byword, a taunt among all the peoples to which the Lord will drive you. Fruitless Labors.