³⁰ And you, desolate one, ^(A)what will you do?
Although you dress in scarlet,
Although you adorn yourself with jewelry of gold,
Although you ^(B)enlarge your eyes with makeup,
In vain you make yourself beautiful.
Your ^[a](C)lovers despise you;
They seek your life.
³¹ For I heard a voice cry as of a woman in labor,
The anguish as of one giving birth to her first child.
The voice of the daughter of Zion ^(D)gasping for breath,
^(E)Stretching out her ^[b]hands, saying,
“Ah, woe to me, for ^[c]I faint before murderers.”