Laying hold on the ears of a dog, Is a passer-by making himself wrath for strife not his own.

To make their land become a desolation, A hissing age-during, Every passer by it is astonished, And bemoaneth with his head.

and I have made this city for a desolation, and for a hissing, every passer by it is astonished, and doth hiss for all its plagues.

And Edom hath been for a desolation, Every passer by her is astonished, And doth hiss because of all her plagues.

Because of the wrath of Jehovah it is not inhabited, And it hath been a desolation -- all of it. Every passer by at Babylon is astonished, And doth hiss because of all her plagues.

And I give thee for a waste, And for a reproach among nations that are round about thee, Before the eyes of every passer by.

And thou dost trust in thy beauty, And goest a-whoring because of thy renown, And dost pour out thy whoredoms On every passer by -- to him it is.

At every head of the way thou hast built thy high place, And thou dost make thy beauty abominable, And dost open wide thy feet to every passer by, And dost multiply thy whoredoms,

And the desolate land is tilled, Instead of which it was a desolation before the eyes of every passer by,

And I have pitched for My house a camp, Because of the passer through, and of the returner, And pass not through against them again doth an exactor, For, now, I have seen with My eyes.