Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.

Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!

Let the rivers clap their hands. Let the mountains sing for joy together.

For you shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing; and all the trees of the fields shall clap their hands.

All that pass by clap their hands at you. They hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, [saying], Is this the city that men called The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?

There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you; for who hasn't felt your endless cruelty?