The adversary hath spread out his hand upon all her pleasant things: For she hath seen that the nations are entered into her sanctuary, Concerning whom thou didst command that they should not enter into thine assembly.

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is brought upon me, Wherewith Jehovah hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; he hath made my strength to fail: The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground, they keep silence; They have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

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

Let him sit alone and keep silence, because he hath laid it upon him.

Fear and the pit are come upon us, devastation and destruction.

They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone upon me.

I called upon thy name, O Jehovah, out of the lowest dungeon.

Thou drewest near in the day that I called upon thee; thou saidst, Fear not.

For the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the sin of Sodom, That was overthrown as in a moment, and no hands were laid upon her.

Our pursuers were swifter than the eagles of the heavens: They chased us upon the mountains, they laid wait for us in the wilderness.

Remember, O Jehovah, what is come upon us: Behold, and see our reproach.

Our pursuers are upon our necks: We are weary, and have no rest.

For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: The foxes walk upon it.