Isaiah 1:7-9 ▼

7 Your land is desolate; Your cities are burned with fire; Your fields—strangers are devouring them in your presence; It is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.

8 The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, Like a watchman’s hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.

9 Unless Yahweh of hosts Had left us a few survivors, We would be like Sodom, We would be like Gomorrah.