²³ Men shall clap their hands at him,
And shall hiss him out of his place.

¹⁹ Your injury has no healing,
^(A)Your wound is severe.
^(B)All who hear news of you
Will clap their hands over you,
For upon whom has not your wickedness passed continually?

¹⁵ This is the rejoicing city
^(A)That dwelt securely,
^(B)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
^(C)Shall hiss and ^(D)shake his fist.