5 Why will ye be still stricken, that ye revolt more and more? the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.
6 From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; 'but' wounds, and bruises, and fresh stripes: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with oil.
7 Your country is desolate; your cities are burned with fire; your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.
8 And the daughter of Zion is left as a booth in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
9 Except Jehovah of hosts had left unto us a very small remnant, we should have been as Sodom, we should have been like unto Gomorrah.
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