The noisy city, the jubilant town,(A)
is filled with revelry.
Your dead did not die by the sword;
they were not killed in battle.
All your rulers have fled together,
captured without a bow.
All your fugitives were captured together;
they had fled far away.
Therefore I said,
“Look away from me! Let me weep bitterly!(B)
Do not try to comfort me
about the destruction of my dear[a] people.”

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 22:4 Lit of the daughter of my

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