²⁷     Their hapless citizens look on,
        helpless, shocked, and ashamed.
    They were temporary and fragile like grass in the field
        or tender new growth, like grass sprouting on rooftops
    Blasted by a burning wind before it can grow and become strong.
²⁸     I know everything about you: where you sit, when you come, where you go.
        And I know your agitation against Me.
²⁹     Because of this agitation,
        and because your smug sense of security has reached My ears,
    I will put My hook in your nose and My bit in your mouth,
        and turn you back on the road you came from.