The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. The very memory of the cities which you have overthrown has perished.

Let those who seek after my soul be disappointed and brought to dishonor. Let those who plot my ruin be turned back and confounded.

Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.

Let them be disappointed and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

Lift up your feet to the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy has done in the sanctuary.

You have broken down all his hedges. You have brought his strongholds to ruin.

Let his children be wandering beggars. Let them be sought from their ruins.