⁴ Niin että lyödyt makasivat Kaldean maalla, ja pistetyt hänen kaduillansa.

¹¹ Mene ylös Gileadiin ja tuo voidetta, sinä neitsy, Egyptin tytär; mutta se on turha, ettäs paljon parannusta etsit, et sinä kuitenkaan tule terveeksi.

⁵ Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.

⁶ For a nation has come up on my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the fangs of a lioness.

⁷ He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.