5If running with the fighting-men has made you tired, how will you be able to keep up with horses? and if in a land of peace you go in flight, what will become of you in the thick growth of Jordan?
6For even your brothers, your father's family, even they have been untrue to you, crying loudly after you: have no faith in them, though they say fair words to you.
7I have given up my house, I have let my heritage go; I have given the loved one of my soul into the hands of her haters.
8My heritage has become like a lion in the woodland to me; her voice has been loud against me; so I have hate for her.
9My heritage is like a brightly coloured bird to me; the cruel birds are attacking her on every side: go, get together all the beasts of the field, make them come for destruction.
10The keepers of sheep have been the destruction of my vine-garden, crushing my heritage under their feet; they have made my fair heritage an unplanted waste;
11They have made it waste; it is weeping to me, being wasted; all the land is made waste, because no man takes it to heart.
