⁵ “Who will feel sorry for you, Jerusalem?
    Who will be sad and cry for you?
    Who will go out of his way to ask how you are?
⁶ Jerusalem, you have left me,” says the Lord.
    “You keep going farther and farther away,
so I have taken hold of you and destroyed you.
    I was tired of holding back my anger.
⁷ I have separated the people of Judah with my pitchfork
    and scattered them at the city gates of the land.
My people haven’t changed their ways.
    So I have destroyed them
    and taken away their children.
⁸ There are more widows than grains of sand in the sea.
I brought a destroyer at noontime
    against the mothers of the young men of Judah.
I suddenly brought pain and fear
    on the people of Judah.
⁹ When the enemy attacked, a woman with seven sons felt faint because they would all die.
    She became weak and unable to breathe.
Her bright day became dark from sadness.
    She felt shame and disgrace.
And everyone else left alive in Judah
    I will hand over to the enemies, too!” says the Lord.