<p class="poetry">Look, ambassadors<n id="1" /> cry out in the streets;p> <p class="poetry">messengers sent to make peace<n id="2" /> weep bitterly.p>

<p class="poetry">He will not cry out or shout;p> <p class="poetry">he will not publicize himself in the streets.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">In their streets they wear sackcloth;p> <p class="poetry">on their roofs and in their town squaresp> <p class="poetry">all of them wail,p> <p class="poetry">they fall down weeping.p>

<p class="poetry">They howl in the streets because of what happened to the wine;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">all joy turns to sorrow;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">celebrations disappear from the earth.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">I sent him<n id="1" /> against a godless<n id="2" /> nation,p> <p class="poetry">I ordered him to attack the people with whom I was angry,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">to take plunder and to carry away loot,p> <p class="poetry">to trample them down<n id="4" /> like dirt in the streets.p>

<p class="poetry">Your children faint;p> <p class="poetry">they lie at the head of every streetp> <p class="poetry">like an antelope in a snare.p> <p class="poetry">They are left in a stupor by the <sc>Lordsc>&#8217;s anger,p> <p class="poetry">by the battle cry of your God.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">I will put it into the hand of your tormentors<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">who said to you, &#8216;Lie down, so we can walk over you.&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">You made your back like the ground,p> <p class="poetry">and like the street for those who walked over you.&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">So the <sc>Lordsc> is furious<n id="1" /> with his people;p> <p class="poetry">he lifts<n id="2" /> his hand and strikes them.p> <p class="poetry">The mountains shake,p> <p class="poetry">and corpses lie like manure<n id="3" /> in the middle of the streets.p> <p class="poetry">Despite all this, his anger does not subside,p> <p class="poetry">and his hand is ready to strike again.<n id="4" />p>