Jerusalem remembers in the days of her affliction and wandering all her precious things that were from the days of old: when her people fell into the hand of the adversary, and no one helped her. The adversaries saw her, they mocked at her desolations.

They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.

Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

Let him sit alone and keep silence when he is disciplining him.

"Turn away." they cried to them, "Unclean. depart, depart, do not touch." When they fled away and wandered, men said among the nations, "They shall not live here anymore."