Is this the town which was full of joy, whose start goes back to times long past, whose wanderings took her into far-off countries?
I have seen servants on horses, and rulers walking on the earth as servants.
You, who are full of loud voices, a town of outcries, given up to joy; your dead men have not been put to the sword, or come to their death in war.
And for the land of my people, where thorns will come up; even for all the houses of joy in the glad town.
And the limit goes round to Ramah and the walled town of Tyre and Hosah, ending at the sea by Heleb and Achzib;