Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude: she dwelleth among the heathen, she findeth no rest: all her persecutors overtook her between the straits.

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

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

For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.

My eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.

It is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

He sitteth alone, and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him.

My eye affecteth my heart because of all the daughters of my city.

We procured our bread with the peril of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.

Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.

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