¹⁵ All who pass along the way
    clap their hands at you;
^(A)they hiss and wag their heads
    at the daughter of Jerusalem:
“Is this the city that was called
    ^(B)the perfection of beauty,
    ^(C)the joy of all the earth?”

¹⁹ There is no easing your hurt;
    ^(A)your wound is grievous.
All who hear the news about you
    ^(B)clap their hands over you.
For ^(C)upon whom has not come
    your unceasing evil?