Therefore there shall not be for you one casting a line by lot in the congregation of Jehovah.

And the seers shall be ashamed, and the diviners ashamed; yea, they shall all cover their mustache, for there is no answer from God.

But they shall sit each one under his vine and under his fig tree; and there shall be no trembling; for the mouth of Jehovah of Hosts has spoken,

Now why do you cry aloud? Is there no king among you? Has your counselor perished? For pangs have taken you like one giving birth.

Be in pain and deliver, daughter of Zion, like one giving birth. For now you shall go out from the city, and you shall dwell in the field; and you shall go to Babylon. There you shall be snatched back; there Jehovah shall redeem you from the hand of your enemies.

And the remnant of Jacob shall be among the nations, in the midst of many peoples, like a lion among the beasts of the forest, like a young lion among the flocks of sheep, who, if he goes through, both tramples and tears in pieces. And there is none to snatch back.

And I will cut off sorceries out of your hand, and there shall not be fortune-tellers among you.

Woe is me! For I am like the gatherings of summer fruits, like the grape-gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat; my soul desires the first-ripe fruit.

The pious has perished from the earth, and there is none upright among men. For they all lie in wait for blood; each one hunts his brother with a net.