LITV(i)
1 The burden of the valley of vision: What ails you now, that you have gone up to the housetops?
2 Crashings fill the noisy city, the joyous city. Your slain ones are not slain by the sword, nor dead in battle.
3 All your rulers fled together; they were bound without the bow; all found in you were bound together; they have fled from afar.
4 On account of this I said, look away from me; I will weep bitterly; do not hurry to comfort me over the ruin of the daughter of my people.