8 My people have turned against meand roar at me like lions.That's why I hate them.
9 My people are like a hawksurrounded and attackedby other hawks.Tell the wild animalsto come and eat their fill.
10 My beautiful land is ruinedlike a field or a vineyardtrampled by shepherdsand stripped bareby their flocks.
11 Every field I see lies barren,and no one cares.
12 A destroying armymarches along desert roadsand attacks everywhere.They are my deadly sword;no one is safe from them.
13 My people, you planted wheat,but because I was furious,I let only weeds grow.You wore yourselves outfor nothing!
14 The Lord said:I gave this land to my people Israel, but enemies around it have attacked and robbed it. So I will uproot them from their own countries just as I will uproot Judah from its land.