All who pass by clap their hands at thee. They hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, [saying], Is this the city that men called The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?

The youth and the old man lay on the ground in the streets. My virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword. Thou have slain them in the day of thine anger. Thou have slaughtered, [and] not pitied.

I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

It is good that a man should hope and quietly wait for the salvation of LORD.

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

For he does not afflict willingly, nor grieve the sons of men.

to turn aside the right of a man before the face of the Most High,

to subvert a man in his cause, LORD does not approve.

Why does a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins?

The tongue of the sucking child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young sons ask bread, and no man breaks it to them.

Her ranking men were purer than snow. They were whiter than milk. They were more ruddy in body than rubies. Their polishing was as of sapphire.

They wander as blind men in the streets. They are polluted with blood, so that men cannot touch their garments.

Depart ye, they cried to them. Unclean! Depart, depart, do not touch! When they fled away and wandered, men said among the nations, They shall no more sojourn [here].

We have drunken our water for money. Our wood is sold to us.

The young men bore the mill, and the sons stumbled under the wood.

The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.