3 ^aThe ox knows its owner
And the donkey its master’s¹ crib;
But Israel ^bdoes not know,
My people do not¹ consider.” ‡

4 Alas, sinful nation,
A people¹ la¹den with iniquity,
^aA brood of evildoers,
Children who are corrupters!
They have forsaken the Lord,
They have provoked to anger
The Holy One of Israel,
They have turned away backward. ‡

6 From the sole of the foot even to the head,
There is no soundness in it,
But wounds and bruises and putrefying sores;
They have not been closed or bound up,
Or soothed with ointment.

7 ^aYour country is desolate,
Your cities are burned with fire;
Strangers devour your land in your presence;
And it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers. ‡