⁷ Therefore all hands will be limp,
Every man’s heart will melt,

¹⁰ She is empty, desolate, and waste!
The heart melts, and the knees shake;
Much pain is in every side,
And all their faces ^[a]are drained of color.

¹⁷ Every ^(A)hand will be feeble,
And every knee will be as weak as water.

^20 (A)Your sons have fainted,
They lie at the head of all the streets,
Like an antelope in a net;
They are full of the fury of the Lord,
The rebuke of your God.

²⁷ Therefore their inhabitants had little power;
They were dismayed and confounded;
They were as the grass of the field
And the green herb,
As the grass on the housetops
And grain blighted before it is grown.