The Nation Accepts Its Judgment

• 19 Woe to me, because of my wound. My wound is incurable.
• But I said, “Surely this is my sickness,
  • and I must bear it.”
  • 20 My tent is devastated, and all my tent cords are torn.
• My children have gone out from me,
  • and they are not.
• There is no one who pitches my tent again,
  • or one who puts up my tent curtains.
  • 21 For the shepherds have become stupid, they do not seek Yahweh.
• Therefore[fn] they do not have insight,
  • and all of their flock are scattered.
• 22 Listen, news:[fn] Look, it is coming,
  • a great roar from the land of the north,
• to make the cities of Judah a desolation,
  • a lair of jackals.
  • 23 I know, O Yahweh, that to the human is not his own way, nor to a person is the walking and the directing of his own step.
  • 24 Chastise[fn] me, O Yahweh, but in moderation, not in your anger, lest you eradicate me.
  • 25 Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you, and on the peoples that do not call on your name,
• for they have devoured Jacob,
  • they have devoured and consumed him,
  • and they have caused his settlement to be desolate.