9 Why are you crying out aloud now? Is there no King within you? Has your counselor perished, so that agony has gripped you like birth pangs?
10 Writhe and give birth, Daughter of Zion, like a woman in labor. For now you will go forth from a city. You will dwell in the field, and you will come as far as Babylon. There you will be rescued. There will Adonai redeem you from the hand of your enemies.
11 But now many nations have assembled against you, those who are saying, “Let her be defiled, and let our eyes gaze on Zion.”
12 But they do not know Adonai’s thoughts, nor understand His plan. For He has gathered them like grain to a threshing floor.
13 Arise and tread, Daughter of Zion, for I will make your horn iron, and I will make your hooves bronze. You will thresh many peoples. I will devote their unjust gain to Adonai, their wealth to the Lord of all the earth.
14 Now gather yourself in troops, O Daughter of Troops. He has laid siege against us. With a staff they have struck the Judge of Israel on the cheek.