² And caused me to pass by them round about: and, behold, there were very many in the open valley; and, lo, they were very dry.

¹⁵ And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

⁷ Behold, their valiant ones cry outside; the ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.

⁸ The highways are desolate. The traveling man ceases. The covenant is broken. He has despised the cities. He doesn't respect man.