“Woe to ^(A)the bloody city,
To the pot whose scum is in it,
And whose scum is not gone from it!
Bring it out piece by piece,
On which no ^(B)lot has fallen.
⁷ For her blood is in her midst;
She set it on top of a rock;
^(C)She did not pour it on the ground,
To cover it with dust.
⁸ That it may raise up fury and take vengeance,
^(D)I have set her blood on top of a rock,
That it may not be covered.”