¹⁵ All who pass your way
    clap their hands at you;^(A)
they scoff^(B) and shake their heads^(C)
    at Daughter Jerusalem:^(D)
“Is this the city that was called
    the perfection of beauty,^(E)
    the joy of the whole earth?”^(F)

¹⁹ Nothing can heal you;^(A)
    your wound is fatal.
All who hear the news about you
    clap their hands^(B) at your fall,
for who has not felt
    your endless cruelty?^(C)