^{7 Ref} Your country is desolate. Your cities are burned with fire. Strangers devour your land in your presence, And it is desolate, As overthrown by strangers.

^{8 Ref} The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, Like a hut in a field of melons, Like a besieged city.

^{9 Ref} Unless Yahweh of hosts had left to us a very small remnant, We would have been as Sodom; We would have been like Gomorrah.