Micah 1:8-16

I will mourn and wail because of this. I will walk around barefoot and bare to show my sorrow. I will howl like a jackal and mourn like an owl. For her wound is incurable, and her infection is spreading to Judah. It has even reached the gateway of my people, to Jerusalem itself. Show no tears in Showtown (Gath). People of Dusty House (Beth Leaphrah), wallow in the dust of your despair! You’ll take a different path, Glamour-Girl-Town (Shaphir); you’ll go into exile naked and ashamed. You citizens of Outbound City (Zaanan) are stuck at home. Your next-door neighbor (Beth Ezel) is in mourning and will no longer be able to help you. The women of Bitterville (Maroth) writhed in labor pains, hoping for good to come. Instead, YAHWEH sent down disaster all the way to the gates of Jerusalem itself. Start up your chariots, you people of Ponytown (Lachish), for the sin of the daughter of Zion can be traced back to you, where Israel’s sin began. People of Judah, give gifts to Moresheth Gath, as you would to a daughter who is leaving home to be married. The Domiciles of Deception (Beth Achzib) will deceive the kings of Israel. People of Mareshah, YAHWEH will again bring a conqueror against you, and the glory of Israel will flee to the cave of Adullam. Cut off your hair and make yourselves bald, for your delightful children are taken away. Make yourselves as bald as a vulture, for your children have been taken away from you into exile.