T his is the rejoicing city That dwelt securely, That said in her heart, “I am it, and there is none besides me.” How has she become a desolation, A place for beasts to lie down! Everyone who passes by her Shall hiss and shake his fist.
Esta es la ciudad alegre que estaba confiada, la que decía en su corazón: Yo, y no más.!! Cómo fue asolada, hecha guarida de fieras! Cualquiera que pasare junto a ella, se burlará y sacudirá su mano.
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