7. Your country is waste,your cities burnt with fire;Your land—before your eyesstrangers devour it,a waste, like the devastation of Sodom.
8. And daughter Zion is leftlike a hut in a vineyard,Like a shed in a melon patch,like a city blockaded.
9. If the Lord of hosts had notleft us a small remnant,We would have become as Sodom,would have resembled Gomorrah.
10. Hear the word of the Lord,princes of Sodom!Listen to the instruction of our God,people of Gomorrah!
11. What do I care for the multitude of your sacrifices?says the Lord.I have had enough of whole-burnt ramsand fat of fatlings;In the blood of calves, lambs, and goatsI find no pleasure.