8 My heritage is to Me like a lion in the forest;It cries out against Me;Therefore I have hated it.
9 My heritage is to Me like a speckled vulture;The vultures all around are against her.Come, assemble all the beasts of the field,Bring them to devour!
10 “Many rulers have destroyed My vineyard,They have trodden My portion underfoot;They have made My pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
11 They have made it desolate;Desolate, it mourns to Me;The whole land is made desolate,Because no one takes it to heart.
12 The plunderers have comeOn all the desolate heights in the wilderness,For the sword of the Lord shall devourFrom one end of the land to the other end of the land;No flesh shall have peace.
13 They have sown wheat but reaped thorns;They have put themselves to pain but do not profit.But be ashamed of your harvestBecause of the fierce anger of the Lord.”
14 Thus says the Lord: “Against all My evil neighbors who touch the inheritance which I have caused My people Israel to inherit—behold, I will pluck them out of their land and pluck out the house of Judah from among them.