凡看見你的，都必逃跑離開你， 說：尼尼微荒涼了！有誰為你悲傷呢？ 我何處尋得安慰你的人呢？
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?