Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude; she dwelleth among the nations, she findeth no rest: all her pursuers have overtaken her within the straits.

The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly: all her gates are desolate; her priests sigh, her virgins are in grief; and as for her, she is in bitterness.

Jerusalem hath grievously sinned; therefore is she removed as an impurity: all that honoured her despise her because they have seen her nakedness; and she sigheth, and turneth backward.

Mine eyes are consumed with tears, my bowels are troubled; my liver is poured upon the earth, because of the ruin of the daughter of my people; because infant and suckling swoon in the streets of the city.

It is of Jehovah's loving-kindness we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not;

He sitteth solitary and keepeth silence, because he hath laid it upon him;

Mine eye affecteth my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.

We have to get our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.

Our skin gloweth like an oven, because of the burning heat of the famine.

Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: foxes walk over it.