17Awake, awake! Rise up, O Jerusalem, you who have drunk from the hand of the LORD the cup of His fury; you who have drained the goblet to the dregs—the cup that makes men stagger.
18Among all the sons she bore, there is no one to guide her; among all the sons she brought up, there is no one to take her hand.
19These pairs have befallen you: devastation and destruction, famine and sword. Who will grieve for you? Who can comfort you?
20Your sons have fainted; they lie at the head of every street, like an antelope in a net. They are full of the wrath of the LORD, the rebuke of your God.
21Therefore now hear this, you afflicted one, drunken, but not with wine.
22Thus says your Lord, the LORD, even your God, who defends His people: “See, I have removed from your hand the cup of staggering. From that goblet, the cup of My fury, you will never drink again.
23I will place it in the hands of your tormentors, who told you: ‘Lie down, so we can walk over you,’ so that you made your back like the ground, like a street to be traversed.”