Jerusalem, wash your heart from wickedness, that you may be saved. How long shall your evil thoughts lodge within you?

How long shall I see the standard, and hear the sound of the trumpet?

How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of the whole country wither? for the wickedness of those who dwell therein, the animals are consumed, and the birds; because they said, He shall not see our latter end.

I have seen your abominations, even your adulteries, and your neighing, the lewdness of your prostitution, on the hills in the field. Woe to you, Jerusalem! You will not be made clean; how long shall it yet be?

How long shall this be in the heart of the prophets who prophesy lies, even the prophets of the deceit of their own heart?

because he has sent to us in Babylon, saying, [The captivity] is long: build houses, and dwell in them; and plant gardens, and eat the fruit of them?

How long will you go here and there, you backsliding daughter? for Yahweh has created a new thing in the earth: a woman shall encompass a man.

Baldness is come on Gaza; Ashkelon is brought to nothing, the remnant of their valley: how long will you cut yourself?

You sword of Yahweh, how long will it be before you be quiet? Put up yourself into your scabbard; rest, and be still.