All who pass by clap their hands at you; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city which they called the perfection of beauty, the joy of the whole earth?

This is the rejoicing city, dwelling confidently, who says in her heart, I am, and no other still is. How she has become a ruin, a resting-place for animals! Everyone who passes by her shall hiss; he shall wag his hand.

And those who passed by blasphemed Him, wagging their heads and saying, Aha! You razing the temple and building it in three days,

to make their land desolate and a hissing forever. Everyone who passes by will be amazed, and will wag his head.