18. For thus says the LORD,
19. Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
20. My tent is plundered, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth from me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent anymore, and to set up my curtains.
21. For the shepherds have become senseless, and have not sought the LORD: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered.