Therefore my people go into exile because they lack understanding; my honored men go hungry, and the crowd is parched with thirst.

And Jehovah hath put man far off, And great is the forsaken part in the heart of the land.

Cry out and shout, thou inhabitress of Zion; for great is the Holy One of Israel in the midst of thee.

How great is your fall from heaven, O shining one, son of the morning! How are you cut down to the earth, low among the dead bodies!

For you shall not go out in haste, and you shall not go in flight, for Yahweh [is] going before you, and your rear guard [is] the God of Israel.