⁷ All of them are hot as an oven;
    they devour their rulers.
All their kings fall,^(A)
    and none of them calls^(B) on me.

⁵⁷ Like their ancestors^(A) they were disloyal and faithless,
    as unreliable as a faulty bow.^(B)

“You will drink your sister’s cup,
    a cup large and deep;
it will bring scorn and derision,^(A)
    for it holds so much.^(B)