7For her blood in her midst hath been, On a clear place of a rock she hath set it, She hath not poured it on the earth, To cover it over with dust.
8To cause fury to come up to take vengeance, I have put her blood on a clear place of a rock -- not to be covered.
9Therefore, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Wo [to] the city of blood, yea, I -- I make great the pile.
10Make abundant the wood, Kindle the fire, consume the flesh, And make the compound, And let the bones be burnt.
11And cause it to stand on its coals empty, So that its brass is hot and burning, Melted hath been in its midst its uncleanness, Consumed is its scum.
12[With] sorrows she hath wearied herself, And the abundance of her scum goeth not out of her, In the fire [is] her scum.
13In thine uncleanness [is] wickedness, Because I have cleansed thee, And thou hast not been cleansed, From thine uncleanness thou art not cleansed again, Till I have caused My fury to rest on thee.
