17. Awake, awake yourself! Rise up, O Yerushalayim, you who have drunk at the hand of יהוה the cup of His wrath. You have drunk the dregs of the cup of reeling, and drained it out.
18. Of all the sons she bore, she has none to guide her. And of all the sons she has brought up, none takes her by the hand.
19. Both these are coming upon you – who is sorry for you?: Ruin and destruction, scarcity of food and sword. How shall I comfort you?
20. Your sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, like a gazelle in a net. They are filled with the wrath of יהוה, the rebuke of your Elohim.
21. Therefore please hear this, you afflicted and drunk, but not with wine.