⁶ I will make it a wasteland,^(A)
    neither pruned nor cultivated,
    and briers and thorns^(B) will grow there.
I will command the clouds
    not to rain^(C) on it.”

² you town so full of commotion,
    you city of tumult^(A) and revelry?^(B)
Your slain^(C) were not killed by the sword,^(D)
    nor did they die in battle.

¹³ Thorns^(A) will overrun her citadels,
    nettles and brambles her strongholds.^(B)
She will become a haunt for jackals,^(C)
    a home for owls.^(D)