Translations
O Daughter of My people—wrap yourself in sackcloth and collapse into the ashes! Wail as for an only child; let your mourning be the most bitter grief you have ever known—for the destroyer will be upon us without warning!'
O Daughter of My people—gird yourself with sackcloth and roll in the ashes! Mourn as for an only child; make bitter, bitter lamentation—for the Destroyer will come upon us suddenly!'
O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth, and wallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.
O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.