²¹ Niños y viejos yacían por tierra en las calles; Mis vírgenes y mis mancebos cayeron a cuchillo: Mataste en el día de tu furor, degollaste, no perdonaste.

⁴³ Embotaste asimismo el filo de su espada, Y no lo levantaste en la batalla.

²⁰ They shall bring all your brothers out of all the nations for an offering to Yahweh, on horses, and in chariots, and in litters, and on mules, and on dromedaries, to my holy mountain Jerusalem, says Yahweh, as the children of Israel bring their offering in a clean vessel into the house of Yahweh.