“You poor city!\par Enemies came against you like storms.\par And no one comforted you.\par But I will build you again.\par I will use a beautiful mortar\par to lay the stones of your walls.\par I will use sapphire stones\par when I lay the foundation.\par
In the morning you will say, ‘I wish it were evening!’ In the evening you will say, ‘I wish it were morning!’ Why? Because of the fear that will be in your heart, and because of the bad things you will see.