And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.
Ver. 12. And I will make thy windows of agates.] Or, Of crystal, which is purus et durus.
And thy gates of carbuncles.] Which are of a flame colour.
And all thy borders.] That is, all thy bordering cities, say the Rabbis. As Plutarch saith of the neighbouring villages of Rome, in Numa's time, that sucking in the air of that city they breathed righteousness, may be much better affirmed as the Church.