Is this your joyful city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her far off to dwell for a time.
I have seen servants upon horses, and princes walking as servants upon the earth.
You that are full of commotion, a tumultuous city, a joyful city: your slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.
Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyful city:
And then the border turns to Ramah, and to the strong city Tyre; and the border turns to Hosah; and comes out at the sea in the region of Achzib: