Thomson(i)
19 Alas for thine affliction! the stroke given thee is painful. [p] Upon this I said, This is a wounding thee indeed! it hath sunk deep in thee!
20 thy tent is in a miserable state. It is ruined. And all thy curtains are torn to pieces. [c] My children and my flocks are no more. There is not a trace of my tent left; no remains of my curtains.
21 [J] Because the shepherds were foolish and sought not the Lord, therefore the whole flock was thoughtless and they are scattered.
22 A noisy sound! Hark! it is coming. And a great commotion from the land of the north, to make the cities of Juda a desolation and a haunt of ostriches.