²⁶ Gird thee with sackcloth, O daughter of my people, and sprinkle thee with ashes: make thee mourning as for an only son, a bitter lamentation, because the destroyer shall suddenly come upon us.

²⁷ I have set thee for a strong trier among my people: and thou shalt know and prove their way.

²⁸ All of these princes go out of the way, they walk deceitfully, they are brass and iron: they are all corrupted.