⁹ The mother of seven will grow faint^(A)
    and breathe her last.^(B)
Her sun will set while it is still day;
    she will be disgraced^(C) and humiliated.
I will put the survivors to the sword^(D)
    before their enemies,”^(E)
declares the Lord.

¹⁰ Alas, my mother, that you gave me birth,^(F)
    a man with whom the whole land strives and contends!^(G)
I have neither lent^(H) nor borrowed,
    yet everyone curses^(I) me.

“Surely I will deliver you^(J) for a good purpose;
    surely I will make your enemies plead^(K) with you
    in times of disaster and times of distress.