²⁶ O daughter of my people,
^(A)Dress in sackcloth
^(B)And roll about in ashes!
^(C)Make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation;
For the plunderer will suddenly come upon us.

¹⁰ I will turn your feasts into ^(A)mourning,
^(B)And all your songs into lamentation;
^(C)I will bring sackcloth on every waist,
And baldness on every head;
I will make it like mourning for an only son,
And its end like a bitter day.