1 The burden of the valley of vision. What ails you now, that you are wholly gone up to the housetops?
2 You that are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; your slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.
3 All your rulers fled away together, they were bound by the archers; all who were found of you were bound together; they fled afar off.
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