凡看见你的，都必逃跑离开你， 说：尼尼微荒凉了！有谁为你悲伤呢？ 我何处寻得安慰你的人呢？
And it shall come to pass, that all they that look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste: who will bemoan her? whence shall I seek comforters for thee?