Rotherham(i)
31 And I will give your cities unto desolation, And make your holy places dumb,––And will find no fragrance in your satisfying odour;
32 And, I, will make the land dumb, And your foes that dwell therein shall regard it with dumb amazement:
33 When, even you, I scatter among the nations, And make bare, after you, a sword. Then shall your land become an astonishment, And your cities become a desolation.
34 Then, shall the land be paid her sabbaths, All the days she lieth desolate, While, ye, are in the land of your foes,––Then, shall the land keep sabbath, And pay off her sabbaths:
35 All the days she lieth desolate, shall she keep sabbath,––the which she kept not as your sabbaths, while ye dwelt thereupon.