And this house shall be into ensample of God’s offence; each man that shall pass by it, shall wonder, and shall hiss, and shall say, Why hath the Lord done thus to this land, and to this house?
I shall sing for my darling the song of mine uncle’s son, of his vineyard. A vinery [or vineyard] was made to my darling, in the horn, that is, in an high place and excellent, in the son of oil, that is, in a place full of olives, of whose fruit is wrung out oil.
And I said, Lord, how long? And he said, Till [the] cities be made desolate, without dweller, and houses without man. And the land shall be left desert,
Lo! your house shall be left to you desert. And I say to you, that ye shall not see me, till it come, when ye shall say, Blessed is he, that cometh in the name of the Lord.
And it is written in the book of Psalms, The habitation of them [or of him] be made desert, and be there none that dwell in it, and another take his bishopric.