17And if ye do not hear it, In secret places doth my soul weep, because of pride, Yea, it weepeth sore, And the tear cometh down mine eyes, For the flock of Jehovah hath been taken captive.
18Say to the king and to the mistress: Make yourselves low -- sit still, For come down have your principalities, The crown of your beauty.
19The cities of the south have been shut up, And there is none opening, Judah hath been removed -- all of her, She hath been removed completely --
20Lift up your eyes, and see those coming in from the north, Where [is] the drove given to thee, thy beautiful flock?
21What dost thou say, when He looketh after thee? And thou -- thou hast taught them [to be] over thee -- leaders for head? Do not pangs seize thee as a travailing woman?
22And when thou dost say in thy heart, `Wherefore have these met me?` For the abundance of thine iniquity Have thy skirts been uncovered, Have thy heels suffered violence.
23Doth a Cushite change his skin? and a leopard his spots? Ye also are able to do good, who are accustomed to do evil.
