Add parallel Print Page Options

17 Gather up thy gear [for Exile] meEretz (from the Land), O besieged inhabitant.

18 For thus saith Hashem, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of HaAretz at this time, and will bring distress upon them, so that find they may [i.e., what they deserve].

19 Oy li! (woe is me) for my disaster! My wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a sickness, and I must bear it.

Read full chapter