English Standard Version
for the soil of my people growing up in thorns and briers, yes, for all the joyous houses in the exultant city.New International Version
and for the land of my people, a land overgrown with thorns and briers- yes, mourn for all houses of merriment and for this city of revelry.Catholic Public Domain Version
Thorn and brier will rise up, over the soil of my people. How much more over all the houses of gladness, over the city of exultation