^{12 Ref} Have sorrow for the fields, the pleasing fields, the fertile vine;

^{13 Ref} And for the land of my people, where thorns will come up; even for all the houses of joy in the glad town.

^{14 Ref} For the fair houses will have no man living in them; the town which was full of noise will become a waste; the hill and the watchtower will be unpeopled for ever, a joy for the asses of the woods, a place of food for the flocks;