[26] O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth, and wallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us. [27] I have set thee for a tower and a fortress among my people, that thou mayest know and try their way. [28] They are all grievous revolters, walking with slanders: they are brass and iron; they are all corrupters.