⁴ I too could speak like you,
If your soul were in the place of my soul.
I could compose words against you
And ^(A)shake my head at you.

¹⁵ All who pass along the way
^(A)Clap their hands in derision at you;
They ^(B)hiss and shake their heads
At the daughter of Jerusalem,
“Is this the city of which they said,
‘^(C)The perfection of beauty,
^(D)The joy of the whole earth’?”