23 Equipped with bow and spear,they are cruel;they show no mercy.Their horsemen soundlike the roaring sea,arrayed in battle formationagainst you, Daughter Zion.
24 We have heard reports of themand are panic-stricken;distress overwhelms us,pain like that of a woman in labor.
25 Don’t go out into the field!Don’t walk on the road!The enemies’ swordterrorizes at every turn.
26 My people,put on funeral clothes and roll in ashes;weep and wail as for an only child,because the destroyer will suddenly descend upon us.
27 I have made you a tester of metals,to examine my peopleto know and prove their ways.
28 They are tin and iron;they are headstrong and rebellious.They live to slander.They act corruptly—every last one!
29 The bellows roar;the lead is consumed.Yet the refining fails;the impurities remain.