50 The power of which you boast will wither like a flower when the burning heat is sent upon you.
51 You will be a wretched, weak woman so bruised, beaten, and wounded that you will no longer attract your wealthy lovers.
52 I would not punish you so severely,” says the Lord,
53 “if you had not murdered my chosen people. But you took great delight in striking them, and when you were drunk, you boasted about killing them.
54 “Paint your face!
55 You will be paid for your work as a prostitute; you will get what you have earned.
56 I will pay you back,” says the Lord, “for what you have done to my chosen people. I will bring disaster on you.