26 O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth and wallow thyself in ashes; make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come upon us.
27 I have set thee for a tower and a fortress among my people; thou shalt know and examine their way.
28 They are all rebellious princes; they walk with deception: they are brass and iron; they are all corrupters.
29 The bellows are burned; the lead is consumed of the fire; the founder melts in vain; for the wicked are not plucked away.
30 Reprobate silver shall men call them because the Lord has rejected them.