I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness, to the glad celebration of brides and grooms in these lands.<n id="1" /> I will put an end to the sound of people grinding meal. I will put an end to lamps shining in their houses.<n id="2" />

<p class="poetry">Cries of anguish will arise in Horonaim,p> <p class="poetry">&#8216;Oh, the ruin and great destruction!&#8217;p>

<p class="poetry">The noise of battle can be heard in the land of Babylonia.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">There is the sound of great destruction.p>

I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness, or the glad celebration of brides and grooms throughout the towns of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem. For the whole land will become a desolate wasteland.&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">For messengers are coming, heralding disaster,p> <p class="poetry">from the city of Dan and from the hills of Ephraim.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;How long must I see the enemy&#8217;s battle flagsp> <p class="poetry">and hear the military signals of their bugles?&#8221;<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">Cries of anguish will come from Babylon,p> <p class="poetry">the sound of great destruction from the land of the Babylonians.p>

Once again there will be sounds<n id="1" /> of joy and gladness and the glad celebrations of brides and grooms.<n id="2" /> Once again people will bring their thank offerings to the temple of the <sc>Lordsc> and will say, &#8220;Give thanks to the <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all. For the <sc>Lordsc> is good and his unfailing love lasts forever.&#8221;<n id="3" /> For I, the <sc>Lordsc>, affirm<n id="4" /> that I will restore the land to what it was<n id="5" /> in days of old.&#8217;<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">Listen to the cries of anguish of the leaders.p> <p class="poetry">Listen to the wails of the shepherds of the flocks.p> <p class="poetry">They are wailing because the <sc>Lordsc>p> <p class="poetry">is about to destroy their lands.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="bodytext">Yes,<n id="1" /> here is what he says:p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;You hear cries of panic and of terror;p> <p class="poetry">there is no peace in sight.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">In fact,<n id="1" /> I hear a cry like that of a woman in labor,p> <p class="poetry">a cry of anguish like that of a woman giving birth to her first baby.p> <p class="poetry">It is the cry of Daughter Zion<n id="2" /> gasping for breath,p> <p class="poetry">reaching out for help,<n id="3" /> saying, &#8220;I am done in!<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">My life is ebbing away before these murderers!&#8221;p>

For I, the <sc>Lordsc> God of Israel who rules over all, tell you what will happen.<n id="1" /> I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness, to the glad celebration of brides and grooms in this land. You and the rest of the people will live to see this happen.&#8217;&#8221;<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;A noise is heard on the hilltops.p> <p class="poetry">It is the sound of the people of Israel crying and pleading to their gods.p> <p class="poetry">Indeed they have followed sinful ways;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">they have forgotten to be true to the <sc>Lordsc> their God.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="bodytext">I said,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach!<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">I writhe in anguish.p> <p class="poetry">Oh, the pain in my heart!<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">My heart pounds within me.p> <p class="poetry">I cannot keep silent.p> <p class="poetry">For I hear the sound of the trumpet;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul!<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">For the sound of wailing is soon to be heard in Zion.p> <p class="poetry">They will wail,<n id="1" /> &#8216;We are utterly ruined!<n id="2" /> We are completely disgraced!p> <p class="poetry">For our houses have been torn downp> <p class="poetry">and we must leave our land.&#8217;&#8221;<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">Listen! News is coming even now.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">The rumble of a great army is heard approaching<n id="2" /> from a land in the north.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">It is coming to turn the towns of Judah into rubble,p> <p class="poetry">places where only jackals live.p>

<p class="poetry">Listen! Fugitives and refugees are coming from the land of Babylon.p> <p class="poetry">They are coming to Zion to declare therep> <p class="poetry">how the <sc>Lordsc> our God is getting revenge,p> <p class="poetry">getting revenge for what they have done to his temple.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">For the <sc>Lordsc> is ready to destroy Babylon,p> <p class="poetry">and put an end to her loud noise.p> <p class="poetry">Their waves<n id="1" /> will roar like turbulent<n id="2" /> waters.p> <p class="poetry">They will make a deafening noise.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">I hear my dear people<n id="1" /> crying out<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">throughout the length and breadth of the land.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">They are crying, &#8216;Is the <sc>Lordsc> no longer in Zion?p> <p class="poetry">Is her divine King<n id="4" /> no longer there?&#8217;&#8221;p> <p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> answers,<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;Why then do they provoke me to anger with their images,p> <p class="poetry">with their worthless foreign idols?&#8221;<n id="6" />p>

<t /><p class="bodytext">I said,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;I will weep and mourn<n id="2" /> for the grasslands on the mountains,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">I will sing a mournful song for the pastures in the wildernessp> <p class="poetry">because they are so scorched no one travels through them.p> <p class="poetry">The sound of livestock is no longer heard there.p> <p class="poetry">Even the birds in the sky and the wild animals in the fieldsp> <p class="poetry">have fled and are gone.&#8221;p>