⁷ All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

²⁵ I became also a reproach unto them: when they looked upon me they shaked their heads.

¹⁵ 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?