Carried away captive is Judah - because of oppression, and because of great servitude, She, hath remained among the nations, hath found no place of rest, - All her pursuers, have overtaken her, between straits.

The ways to Zion, are mourning, because none come to her appointed feasts, All her gates, are desolate, her priests, are sighing, - her virgins, are grieved, and, she, it is bitter for her.

Her adversaries have become chief, her foes, are at ease, for, Yahweh, hath grieved her, because of the multitude of her transgressions, - Her children, have gone into captivity, before the adversary.

They have heard - that, sighing am, I, and am saying - There is none to comfort me, All my foes, - having heard of my calamity - have rejoiced, because, thou, hast done it, - thou hast brought in the day thou didst proclaim, So let them become like me.

Let him sit alone, and keep silence, because he took it upon himself:

Why should a living son of earth complain, Let a man complain because of his sins?

Mine eye dealeth severely with my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.

Turn aside! Unclean! have they cried to them, Turn aside! Turn aside! Do not touch! because they have fled, yea, wandered, Men said among the nations, They will not again tarry;

At the risk of our life, do we bring in our bread, because of the sword of the desert.

Our skin, as with a furnace, is scorched, because of the hot winds of famine.

Because of Mount Zion, which is desolate, jackals, have gone prowling therein.