Jeremiah 12:7–13

⁷I have forsaken My house, I have left Mine inheritance, I have given the beloved of My soul Into the hand of her enemies. ⁸Mine inheritance hath been to Me as a lion in a forest, She gave forth against Me with her voice, Therefore I have hated her. ⁹A speckled fowl is Mine inheritance to Me? Is the fowl round about against her? Come, assemble, every beast of the field, Come ye for food. ¹⁰Many shepherds did destroy My vineyard, They have trodden down My portion, They have made My desirable portion Become a wilderness—a desolation. ¹¹He hath made it become a desolation, The desolation hath mourned unto Me, Desolated hath been all the land, But there is no one laying it to heart. ¹²On all high places in the plain have spoilers come in, For the sword of Jehovah is consuming, From the end of the land even unto the end of the land, There is no peace to any flesh. ¹³They sowed wheat, and have thorns reaped, They have become sick—they profit not, And they have been ashamed of your increases, Because of the fierceness of the anger of Jehovah.