Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
I have seen servants on horses, and princes walking as servants on the earth.
You that are full of stirs, a tumultuous city, joyous city: your slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.
On the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
And then the coast turns to Ramah, and to the strong city Tyre; and the coast turns to Hosah; and the outgoings thereof are at the sea from the coast to Achzib: