¹⁷ Awake, awake!^(A)
    Rise up, Jerusalem,
you who have drunk from the hand of the Lord
    the cup^(B) of his wrath,^(C)
you who have drained to its dregs^(D)
    the goblet that makes people stagger.^(E)

²⁰ Your children have fainted;
    they lie at every street corner,^(A)
    like antelope caught in a net.^(B)
They are filled with the wrath^(C) of the Lord,
    with the rebuke^(D) of your God.