15 We hope for peace, but there is no good, for a time of healing, but there is terror.
16 “From Dan is heard the snorting of their horses, from the sound of the neighing of their stallions all the land quakes, for they come and devour the land, and that which fills the city, and those who live in it.
17 For look, I am letting loose among you snakes, adders for which there is no incantation, and they will bite you,” declares Yahweh.
18 “My comfort is gone from me, sorrow is on me, my heart is sick.
19 Look, the sound of the cry for help of the daughter of my people from a distant land, ‘Is Yahweh not in Zion? Is her king not in her?’ Why have they provoked me to anger with their images, with idols of a foreign land?”
20 The harvest has passed, the summer has come to an end, and we have not received help.
21 “Because of the wound of the daughter of my people I am broken down, I mourn, horror has seized me.