My lyre is used for mourning
and my flute for the sound of weeping.
Those who sit at the city gate talk about me,
and drunkards make up songs about me.
In that day one will take up a taunt against you,
and lament mournfully, saying,
“We are totally ruined!
He measures out the allotted land of my people.
How He removes it from me!
He allots our fields to traitors.”
“This is a lament that will be chanted; the women of the nations will chant it. They will chant it over Egypt and all its hordes.” This is the declaration of the Lord God.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet. According to Shigionoth.