1 The burden of the valley of the vision. What ails thee now that thou art completely gone up to the housetops?
2 Thou that art full of tumults, a tumultuous city, a joyous city, thy dead are not slain with the sword nor slain in battle.
3 All thy princes together fled from the bow; they were bound; all that were found in thee were bound together; the others fled far away.
4 Therefore I said, Leave me; I will weep bitterly; do not labour to comfort me of the destruction of the daughter of my people.
5 For a day of trouble and of treading down and of wearing down by the Lord GOD of the hosts is sent in the valley of the vision to break down the wall and give a cry unto the mountain.