8 I will make their widows more numerousthan the sand of the sea.At midday I will bring a destroyeragainst the mothers of their young men;suddenly I will bring down on themanguish and terror.
9 The mother of seven will grow faintand breathe her last.Her sun will set while it is still day;she will be disgraced and humiliated.I will put the survivors to the swordbefore their enemies,’declares the Lord.
10 Alas, my mother, that you gave me birth,a man with whom the whole land strives and contends!I have neither lent nor borrowed,yet everyone curses me.
11 The Lord said,‘Surely I will deliver you for a good purpose;surely I will make your enemies plead with youin times of disaster and times of distress.
12 ‘Can a man break iron –iron from the north – or bronze?
13 ‘Your wealth and your treasuresI will give as plunder, without charge,because of all your sinsthroughout your country.
14 I will enslave you to your enemiesin a land you do not know,for my anger will kindle a firethat will burn against you.’