^{7 Ref} I have forsaken My house, I have left Mine inheritance, I have given the beloved of My soul Into the hand of her enemies.

^{8 Ref} Mine inheritance hath been to Me as a lion in a forest, She gave forth against Me with her voice, Therefore I have hated her.

^{9 Ref} A speckled fowl `is' Mine inheritance to Me? Is the fowl round about against her? Come, assemble, every beast of the field, Come ye for food.

^{10 Ref} Many shepherds did destroy My vineyard, They have trodden down My portion, They have made My desirable portion Become a wilderness -- a desolation.

^{11 Ref} He hath made it become a desolation, The desolation hath mourned unto Me, Desolated hath been all the land, But there is no one laying it to heart.