Your turbans will remain on your heads and your sandals on your feet. You will not mourn or weep, but you will waste away because of your sins, and you will groan among yourselves.
Those of you who survive in the lands of your enemies will waste away in their iniquity and will decay in the sins of th
Now as for you, son of man, tell the house of Israel that this is what they have said: ‘Our transgressions and our sins
So they will lack food and water; they will be appalled at the sight of one another wasting away in their iniquity.
His priests fell by the sword, but their widows could not lament.
His survivors will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep for them.
We all growl like bears and moan like doves. We hope for justice, but find none, for salvation, but it is far from us.