Rotherham(i)
17 Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, Consider ye diligently and call for the wailing women, that they may come,––And, unto the wise women, send ye, that they may come;
18 Yea let them make haste, and lift up over us a wailing,––That our eyes, may run down, with tears, And, our eyelashes, stream down with water; ––
19 Yea, a voice of wailing, hath been heard out of Zion, How are we ruined! We have turned very pale, For we have left the land, For they have cast down our habitations.
20 For hear, O ye women, the word of Yahweh, And let your ear take in the word of his mouth,––And teach your daughters a wail, Yea, each woman––her neighbour, a dirge:––
21 That death, Hath come up through our windows, Hath entered our palaces,––Cutting off, The boy from the street, The young men from the broadways.