Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her far away to travel?
I have seen servants on horses, and princes walking like servants on the earth.
You that are full of shouting, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; your slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.
Thorns and briars will come up on my people's land; yes, on all the houses of joy in the joyous city.
and the border turned to Ramah, and to the fortified city of Tzor; and the border turned to Chosah; and the goings out of it were at the sea by the region of Akhziv;