You put on your perfumes and ointments and go to worship the god Molech. To find gods to worship, you send messengers far and wide, even to the world of the dead.

I've perfumed it with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

The Sovereign LORD Almighty was calling you then to weep and mourn, to shave your heads and wear sackcloth.

They will put on sackcloth and they will tremble all over. Their heads will be shaved, and they will all be disgraced.

People of Judah, cut off your hair in mourning for the children you love. Make yourselves as bald as vultures, because your children will be taken away from you into exile.

The people in the streets are dressed in sackcloth; in the city squares and on the rooftops people mourn and cry.

You women who live an easy life, free from worries, listen to what I am saying.

You have been living an easy life, free from worries; but now, tremble with fear! Strip off your clothes and tie rags around your waist.

I mourn and wear clothes made of sackcloth, and I sit here in the dust defeated.

So put on sackcloth, and weep and wail because the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned away from Judah.

The LORD says to his people, "Put on sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter tears as you would for an only child, because the one who comes to destroy you will suddenly attack.

All of them have shaved their heads and cut off their beards. They have all made gashes on their hands, and everyone is wearing sackcloth.

People of Heshbon, cry out! Ai is destroyed! Women of Rabbah, go into mourning! Put on sackcloth and mourn. Run about in confusion. Your god Molech will be taken into exile, together with his priests and princes.

Jerusalem's old men sit on the ground in silence, With dust on their heads and sackcloth on their bodies. Young women bow their heads to the ground.

They shave their heads for you And dress themselves in sackcloth. Their hearts are bitter as they weep.

Cry, you people, like a young woman who mourns the death of the man she was going to marry.

I will turn your festivals into funerals and change your glad songs into cries of grief. I will make you shave your heads and wear sackcloth, and you will be like parents mourning for their only child. That day will be bitter to the end.

I will send my two witnesses dressed in sackcloth, and they will proclaim God's message during those 1, 260 days."

By his power the Lord will judge and purify the nation and wash away the guilt of Jerusalem and the blood that has been shed there.

I will punish you. I will bring disaster on you---incurable diseases and fevers that will make you blind and cause your life to waste away. You will plant your crops, but it will do you no good, because your enemies will conquer you and eat what you have grown.

The LORD will strike you with infectious diseases, with swelling and fever; he will send drought and scorching winds to destroy your crops. These disasters will be with you until you die.

They will die from hunger and fever; they will die from terrible diseases. I will send wild animals to attack them, and poisonous snakes to bite them.

They were burned by the fierce heat, and they cursed the name of God, who has authority over these plagues. But they would not turn from their sins and praise his greatness.

The kings of the earth who took part in her immorality and lust will cry and weep over the city when they see the smoke from the flames that consume her.