Those that are near, and those that are far from thee, shall mock thee, thou infamous one, full of tumult.
O thou that are full of shoutings, a tumultuous city, a joyous town. Thy slain are not slain with the sword, nor are they dead in battle.
Thus says lord LORD: Thou shall drink of thy sister's cup, which is deep and large. Thou shall be laughed to scorn and had in derision. It contains much.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and derision to those who are round about us.