And when he was come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, Who is this?

Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.

All that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?