¹³ and for the land of my people,
    a land overgrown with thorns and briers^(A)—
yes, mourn^(B) for all houses of merriment
    and for this city of revelry.^(C)

¹⁴ The fortress^(A) will be abandoned,
    the noisy city deserted;^(B)
citadel and watchtower^(C) will become a wasteland forever,
    the delight of donkeys,^(D) a pasture for flocks,^(E)