English Standard Version
Desolate! Desolation and ruin! Hearts melt and knees tremble; anguish is in all loins; all faces grow pale!New International Version
She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale.Catholic Public Domain Version
She has been scattered, and cut, and torn apart. And the heart melts, and the knees buckle, and weakness is in every temperament. And the faces of them all are like a black kettle