How alone sits the city that was full of people! She has become like a widow, once great among the nations, a noblewoman among the nations, but now has become a tribute-payer.

Arise, cry out in the night. At the beginning of the watches, pour out your heart like water before the face of Jehovah. Lift up your hands toward Him for the life of your children who are faint for hunger in the head of every street.

He was a bear lying in wait for me, a lion in secret places.

It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.

The precious sons of Zion are weighed against pure gold; how they are counted as earthen vessels, the work of a potter's hand!