5 Where will you be stricken again,
As you acontinue in your rebellion?
The whole head is bsick,
And the whole heart is faint.
6 aFrom the sole of the foot even to the head
There is bnothing sound in it,
Only bruises, wounds, and raw wounds,
cNot pressed out, not bandaged,
Not softened with oil.
7 Your aland is desolate;
Your cities are burned with fire;
Your fields—strangers are devouring them in your presence;
It is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.