How doth the city sit solitary that was full of people!
How is the mistress of the Gentiles become as a widow:
The princes of provinces made tributary!
Weeping she hath wept in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks:
there is none to comfort her among all them that were dear to her:
all her friends have despised her, and are become her enemies.
Juda hath removed her dwelling place because of her affliction, and the greatness of her bondage:
she hath dwelt among the nations, and she hath found no rest:
all her persecutors have taken her in the midst of straits.
The ways of Sion mourn, because there are none that come to the solemn feast:
all her gates are broken down: her priests sigh:
her virgins are in affliction, and she is oppressed with bitterness.
Her adversaries are become her lords, her enemies are enriched:
because the Lord hath spoken against her for the multitude of her iniquities:
her children are led into captivity: before the face of the oppressor.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, covert unto the Lord your God