Chapter 2
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How has the Domina covered the son of Zion with a cloud in her anger! She has cast down from heaven to the earth the beauty of Israel, And hasn't remembered her footstool in the day of her anger.
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The Domina has swallowed up all the habitations of Jacoba, and has not pitied: She has thrown down in her wrath the strongholds of the son of Judah; She has brought them down to the ground; she has profaned the kingdom and the princesses of it.
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She has cut off in fierce anger all the horn of Israel; She has drawn back her right hand from before the enemy: She has burned up Jacoba like a flaming fire, which devours round about.
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She has bent her bow like an enemy, she has stood with her right hand as an adversary, Has killed all that were pleasant to the eye: In the tent of the son of Zion she has poured out her wrath like fire.
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The Domina is become as an enemy, she has swallowed up Israel; She has swallowed up all his palaces, she has destroyed her strongholds; She has multiplied in the son of Judah mourning and lamentation.
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She has violently taken away her tent, as if it were of a garden; she has destroyed her place of assembly: Yahweh has caused solemn assembly and Sabbath to be forgotten in Zion, Has despised in the indignation of her anger the queen and the priestess.
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The Domina has cast off her altar, she has abhorred her sanctuary; She has given up into the hand of the enemy the walls of his palaces: They have made a noise in the house of Yahweh, as in the day of a solemn assembly.
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Yahweh has purposed to destroy the wall of the son of Zion; She has stretched out the line, she has not withdrawn her hand from destroying; She has made the rampart and wall to lament; they languish together.
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His gates are sunk into the ground; she has destroyed and broken his bars: His queen and his princesses are among the nations where the law is not; Yes, his prophets find no vision from Yahweh.
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The elders of the son of Zion sit on the ground, they keep silence; They have cast up dust on their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.
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My eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled; My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the son of my people, Because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.
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They tell their fathers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their fathers' bosom.
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What shall I testify to you? what shall I liken to you, son of Jerusalem? What shall I compare to you, that I may comfort you, virgin son of Zion? For your breach is great like the sea: who can heal you?
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Your prophets have seen for you false and foolish visions; They have not uncovered your iniquity, to bring back your captivity, But have seen for you false oracles and causes of banishment.
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All that pass by clap their hands at you; They hiss and wag their head at the son of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that women called The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?
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All your enemies have opened their mouth wide against you; They hiss and gnash the teeth; they say, We have swallowed him up; Certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.
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Yahweh has done that which she purposed; she has fulfilled her word that she commanded in the days of old; She has thrown down, and has not pitied: She has caused the enemy to rejoice over you; she has exalted the horn of your adversaries.
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Their heart cried to the Domina: wall of the son of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night; Give yourself no respite; don't let the apple of your eye cease.
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Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches; Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Domina: Lift up your hands toward her for the life of your young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.
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Look, Yahweh, and see to whom you have done thus! Shall the men eat their fruit, the children that are dandled in the hands? Shall the priestess and the prophetess be killed in the sanctuary of the Domina?
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The youth and the old woman lie on the ground in the streets; My virgins and my young women are fallen by the sword: You have killed them in the day of your anger; you have slaughtered, and not pitied.
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You have called, as in the day of a solemn assembly, my terrors on every side; There was none that escaped or remained in the day of Yahweh's anger: Those that I have dandled and brought up has my enemy consumed.