18. Say to the king and the queen mother: “Sit down low, for your glorious crown has fallen from your head.”
19. The towns of the South will be shut up, with no one to open them. All Judah is taken into exile— utterly swept into exile.
20. Lift up your eyes and see those coming from the north. Where is the flock given to you, Your beautiful sheep?
21. What will you say, when He sets up the allies you cultivated for yourself, over you as head? Will not labor pains seize you, like a woman in travail?