“You!
O desolate one!
What do you mean
That you dress in crimson?
Why do you deck yourself
With ornaments of gold?
Why do you enlarge your eyes
With paint?
In vain,
You beautify yourself.
Your lovers despise you.
They seek your life.
I heard a cry
Like a woman in labor.
I heard a cry
Of anguish,
Like one bringing forth
Her first child.
This was the cry
Of the daughter Zion
Gasping for breath.
She was stretching out her hands.
‘Woe is me!
I am fainting
Before killers.’”
Jeremiah took on desolate Jerusalem that put on crimson dresses and golden ornaments. She painted her eyes to make them look larger. She was ready to party, but she beautified herself and gussied up in vain. In fact, her lovers wanted to kill her. Jerusalem was also like a woman in childbirth labor pains, much like a woman giving birth to her first child, which is always more difficult. She was gasping for breath. She stretched out her hands, realizing that she was fainting before her killers. Jerusalem was about to go down also.