9 Now why dost thou cry out aloud? is there no king in thee? is thy counsellor perished? for pangs have taken thee as a woman in travail.
10 Be in pain, and labour to bring forth, O daughter of Zion, like a woman in travail; for now thou shalt go forth out of the city, and thou shalt dwell in the field, and thou shalt go even to Babylon; there shalt thou be delivered; there the Lord shall redeem thee from the hand of thine enemies.
11 But now many nations are gathered against thee that say, Let her be defiled, and let our eyes see our desire carried out upon Zion.
12 But they did not know the thoughts of the Lord, neither did they understand his counsel by which he gathered them as sheaves onto the threshing floor.
13 Arise and thresh, O daughter of Zion; for I will make thine horn iron, and I will make thy hoofs bronze; and thou shalt break in pieces many peoples; and thou shalt consecrate their spoil unto the Lord and their riches unto the Lord of the whole earth.