Jeremiah 12:7–13

⁷I have forsaken my house, I have cast off my heritage, I have given the beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies. ⁸My heritage is become unto me as a lion in the forest; it hath raised its voice against me: therefore have I hated it. ⁹My heritage is unto me as a speckled bird of prey; the birds of prey round about are against her. Go, assemble all the beasts of the field, bring them to devour. ¹⁰Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard, they have trodden my portion under foot, they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness: ¹¹they have made it a desolation; desolate, it mourneth unto me: the whole land is made desolate, for no man layeth it to heart. ¹²Spoilers are come upon all heights in the wilderness; for the sword of Jehovah devoureth from one end of the land even to the other end of the land: no flesh hath peace. ¹³They have sown wheat, and they reap thorns; they have put themselves to pain, and do not profit. Be ye therefore ashamed of your revenues, because of the fierce anger of Jehovah.