19 O my ^asoul, my soul!
I am pained in my very heart!
My heart makes a noise in me;
I cannot hold my peace,
Because you have heard, O my soul,
The sound of the trumpet,
The alarm of war. ‡

20 ^aDestruction upon destruction is cried,
For the whole land is plundered.
Suddenly ^bmy tents are plundered,
And my curtains in a moment. ‡

22 “For My people are foolish,
They have not known Me.
They are¹ silly children,
And they have no understanding.
^aThey are wise to do evil,
But to do good they have no knowledge.” ‡

23 ^aI beheld the earth, and indeed it was ^bwithout form, and void;
And the heavens, they had no light. ‡