19. My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain!Oh the walls of my heart!My heart is beating wildly;I cannot keep silent,for I hear the sound of the trumpet,the alarm of war.
20. Crash follows hard on crash;the whole land is laid waste. Suddenly my tents are laid waste,my curtains in a moment.
21. How long must I see the standardand hear the sound of the trumpet?
22. “For my people are foolish;they know me not;they are stupid children;they have no understanding. They are ‘wise’—in doing evil!But how to do good they know not.”
23. I looked on the earth, and behold, it was without form and void; and to the heavens, and they had no light.
24. I looked on the mountains, and behold, they were quaking,and all the hills moved to and fro.