3 An ox knows its owner,and a donkey its master’s feeding trough.But Israel doesn’t know;my people don’t behave intelligently.
4 Doom! Sinful nation, people weighed down with crimes,evildoing offspring, corrupt children!They have abandoned the Lord, despised the holy one of Israel;they turned their backs on God.
5 Why do you invite further beatings?Why continue to rebel?Everyone’s head throbs,and everyone’s heart fails.
6 From head to toe, none are well—only bruises, cuts, and raw wounds,not treated, not bandaged,not soothed with oil.
7 Your country is deserted,your cities burned with fire;your land—strangers are devouring it in plain sight.It’s a wasteland, as when foreigners raid.
8 Daughter Zion is left like a small shelter in a vineyard,like a hut in a cucumber field,like a city besieged.
9 If the Lord of heavenly forces had not spared a few of us,we would be like Sodom; we would resemble Gomorrah.