1 The oracle concerning the valley of vision. What is the matter with you now, that you have all gone up to the housetops?
2 You who were full of noise, You boisterous town, you exultant city; Your slain were not slain with the sword, Nor did they die in battle.
3 All your rulers have fled together, And have been captured without the bow; All of you who were found were taken captive together, Though they had fled far away.
4 Therefore I say, "Turn your eyes away from me, Let me weep bitterly, Do not try to comfort me concerning the destruction of the daughter of my people."