Jehovah is righteous; for I have rebelled against his commandment. Hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and behold my sorrow. My virgins and my young men are gone into captivity.

They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city; when they pour out their soul into their mothers' bosom.

Arise, cry out in the night, in the beginning of the watches; pour out thy heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, who faint from hunger at the top of all the streets.

He is unto me as a bear lying in wait, a lion in secret places.

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

How is the gold become dim! the most pure gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary poured out at the top of all the streets!

Our fathers have sinned, and they are not; and we bear their iniquities.