LEB(i)
7 I have forsaken my house, I have abandoned my inheritance. I have given the beloved one of my ⌊heart⌋* into the hand of her enemies.
8 My inheritance has become to me like a lion in the forest. She has lifted up against me her voice; ⌊therefore⌋* I hate her.
9 The lair of the hyena is my inheritance to me, the birds of prey* are all around her. Go, gather all of the animals* of the field, bring them ⌊to come and devour⌋.*
10 Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard, they have trampled down my plot of land. They have made ⌊my pleasant field⌋* like the desert* of desolation.
11 They have made it a desolation. Desolate, it mourns to me. All the land is made desolate, but there is no person taking it to heart.