In their streets, have they girded them with sackcloth, - On their housetops, and in their broadways, every one is howling - melting in tears;

The burden of the valley of vision. What aileth thee now, that thou art wholly gone up to the housetops?

And their inhabitants, being powerless, were overthrown and put to shame - They became - Grass of the field and Young herbage, Grass on housetops, and Seed parched before it came up.