How hath Yahweh covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, and cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger
Then she that is mine enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her which said unto me, Where is Yahweh thy Elohim? mine eyes shall behold her: now shall she be trodden down as the mire of the streets.