4 Sanctify ye against her the battle, Rise, and we go up at noon. Wo to us, for turned hath the day, For stretched out are the shades of evening,
5 'Rise, and we go up by night, And we destroy her palaces.'
6 For thus said Jehovah of Hosts: Cut down her wood, And pour out against Jerusalem a mount, She 'is' the city to be inspected, Wholly -- she is oppression in her midst.
7 As the digging of a well, is 'for' its waters, So she hath digged 'for' her wickedness, Violence and spoil is heard in her, Before My face continually 'are' sickness and smiting.
8 Be instructed, O Jerusalem, Lest My soul be alienated from thee, Lest I make thee a desolation, a land not inhabited.
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