¹¹ Because of the downfall of all the people of Canaan: all those who were weighted down with silver have been cut off.

¹ Come now, you men of wealth, give yourselves to weeping and crying because of the bitter troubles which are coming to you.

¹¹ And the traders of the earth are weeping and crying over her, because no man has any more desire for their goods,

¹² Gold, and silver, and stones of great price, and jewels, and delicate linen, and robes of purple and silk and red; and perfumed wood, and every vessel of ivory, and every vessel made of fair wood, and of brass, and iron, and stone;

¹³ And sweet-smelling plants, and perfumes, and wine, and oil, and well crushed grain, and cattle and sheep; and horses and carriages and servants; and souls of men.

¹⁴ And the fruit of your soul's desire has gone from you, and all things delicate and shining have come to an end and will never again be seen.

¹⁵ The traders in these things, by which their wealth was increased, will be watching far off for fear of her punishment, weeping and crying;

¹⁶ Saying, Sorrow, sorrow for the great town, she who was clothed in delicate linen, and purple, and red; with ornaments of gold and stones of great price and jewels!

¹⁷ For in one hour such great wealth has come to nothing. And every shipmaster, and all who are sailing on the sea, and sailors and all who get their living by the sea, were watching from far away,

¹⁸ And crying out when they saw the smoke of her burning, saying, What town is like the great town?

¹⁶ And to those who were trading in doves he said, Take these things away; do not make my Father's house a market.

² Give a cry of grief, O fir-tree, for the fall of the cedar, because the great ones have been made low: give cries of grief, O you oaks of Bashan, for the strong trees of the wood have come down.

³ The sound of the crying of the keepers of the flock! for their glory is made waste: the sound of the loud crying of the young lions! for the pride of Jordan is made waste.

¹³ Put haircloth round you and give yourselves to sorrow, you priests; give cries of grief, you servants of the altar: come in, and, clothed in haircloth, let the night go past, you servants of my God: for the meal offering and the drink offering have been kept back from the house of your God.

⁵ Come out of your sleep, you who are overcome with wine, and give yourselves to weeping; give cries of sorrow, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it has been cut off from your mouths.

⁷ So then, come back to your God; keep mercy and right, and be waiting at all times on your God.

⁸ As for Canaan, the scales of deceit are in his hands; he takes pleasure in twisted ways.

⁶ For see, they are going away into Assyria; Egypt will get them together, Memphis will be their last resting-place; their fair silver vessels will be covered over with field plants, and thorns will come up in their tents.

¹² Give loud cries and make sounds of grief, O son of man: for it has come on my people, it has come on all the rulers of Israel: fear of the sword has come on my people: for this cause give signs of grief.

³⁴ Give cries of grief, you keepers of sheep; give cries for help, rolling yourselves in the dust, you chiefs of the flock: for the days of your destruction have fully come, and I will send you in all directions, and your fall will be like that of the males of the flock.

⁸ For this put on haircloth, with weeping and loud crying: for the burning wrath of the Lord is not turned back from us.

³¹ After him Malchijah, one of the gold-workers to the Nethinim and the traders, made good the wall opposite the doorway of Hammiphkad and as far as the way up to the angle.

³² And between the way up to the angle and the sheep door, the gold-workers and the traders made good the wall.