¹¹ Then I said, "Lord, how long?" He answered, "Until cities are waste without inhabitant, And houses without man, And the land becomes utterly waste,

⁷ 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.

²⁶ Her gates shall lament and mourn; And she shall be desolate and sit on the ground.

³¹ I will lay your cities waste, and will bring your sanctuaries to desolation, and I will not take delight in the sweet fragrence of your offerings.

⁵ How long, Yahweh? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?

¹³ Relent, Yahweh! How long? Have compassion on your servants!

³ Yahweh, how long will the wicked, How long will the wicked triumph?

¹ Behold, Yahweh makes the earth empty, and makes it waste, and turns it upside down, and scatters abroad the inhabitants of it.

² It shall be, as with the people, so with the priest; as with the servant, so with his master; as with the maid, so with her mistress; as with the buyer, so with the seller; as with the creditor, so with the debtor; as with the taker of interest, so with the giver of interest to him.

³ The earth shall be utterly emptied, and utterly laid waste; for Yahweh has spoken this word.

⁴ The earth mourns and fades away, the world languishes and fades away, the lofty people of the earth do languish.

⁵ The earth also is polluted under the inhabitants of it; because they have transgressed the laws, violated the statutes, broken the everlasting covenant.

⁶ Therefore has the curse devoured the earth, and those who dwell therein are found guilty: therefore the inhabitants of the earth are burned, and few men left.

⁷ The new wine mourns, the vine languishes, all the merry-hearted do sigh.

⁸ The mirth of tambourines ceases, the noise of those who rejoice ends, the joy of the harp ceases.

⁹ They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to those who drink it.

¹⁰ The waste city is broken down; every house is shut up, that no man may come in.

¹¹ There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

¹² In the city is left desolation, and the gate is struck with destruction.

¹⁰ How long, God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme your name forever?