12 Why then hast thou broken down its walls,

so that all who pass along the way pluck its fruit?

13 The boar from the forest ravages it,

and all that move in the field feed on it.

14 Turn again, O God of hosts!

Look down from heaven, and see;

have regard for this vine,

15 the stock which thy right hand planted.l

16 They have burned it with fire, they have cut it down;

may they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance!