American Standard Version
"How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy? "
— Jeremiah 49:25, American Standard Version
“How is the city of praise not left, the city of my joy!”
“How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy?”
“How deserted will that once-famous city be, that city that was once filled with joy!”
“How have they forsaken the city of renown, the city of joy!”
“How has the town of praise been wasted, the place of joy!”
“How is the city of praise not left, the city of my joy!”
Behold, he shall come up and fly as the eagle, and spread out his wings against Bozrah: and the heart of the mighty men of Edom at that day shall be as the heart of a woman in her pangs.
Of Damascus. Hamath is confounded, and Arpad; for they have heard evil tidings, they are melted away: there is sorrow on the sea; it cannot be quiet.
Damascus is waxed feeble, she turneth herself to flee, and trembling hath seized on her: anguish and sorrows have taken hold of her, as of a woman in travail.
How is the city of praise not forsaken, the city of my joy?
Therefore her young men shall fall in her streets, and all the men of war shall be brought to silence in that day, saith Jehovah of hosts.
And I will kindle a fire in the wall of Damascus, and it shall devour the palaces of Ben-hadad.
Of Kedar, and of the kingdoms of Hazor, which Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon smote. Thus saith Jehovah: Arise ye, go up to Kedar, and destroy the children of the east.