And go out from the daughter of Zion doth all her honour, Her princes have been as harts -- They have not found pasture, And they go powerless before a pursuer.

Come to me, all you who go by! Keep your eyes on me, and see if there is any pain like the pain of my wound, which the Lord has sent on me in the day of his burning wrath.

For these I weep; mine eye, mine eye will go down with water, for he comforting turning back my soul, removed far off from me: my sons were desolations, for the enemy prevailed.

Sit on the earth -- keep silent do the elders of the daughter of Zion, They have caused dust to go up on their head, They have girded on sackcloth, Put down to the earth their head have the virgins of Jerusalem.

All who go by make a noise with their hands at you; they make hisses, shaking their heads at the daughter of Jerusalem, and saying, Is this the town which was the crown of everything beautiful, the joy of all the earth?

Cried hath their heart unto the Lord; O wall of the daughter of Zion, Cause to go down as a stream tears daily and nightly, Give not rest to thyself, Let not the daughter of thine eye stand still.

Me He hath led, and causeth to go in darkness, and without light.

He hath walled me about, that I cannot go forth; he hath made my chain heavy.

It is good to go on hoping and quietly waiting for the salvation of the Lord.

From the mouth of the Most High Go not forth the evils and the good.

Thou hast hid thyself in a cloud, that our prayer should not go through.

Rivulets of water go down my eye, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.

Thou hast well considered how they go about to do me harm, and that all their counsels are against me.

You will go after them in wrath, and put an end to them from under the heavens of the Lord.

To the kings of the earth and to all the people of the world it did not seem possible that the attackers and the haters would go into the doors of Jerusalem.

People cried to them, “Go away! Unclean!
Depart! Depart! Do not touch!”
So they fled, then they wandered [as fugitives];
People among the nations said,
“They shall not stay here any longer with us.”

They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.

Because of the mountain of Zion which is a waste; jackals go over it.