1
How
doth
the
city
sit
solitary,
[that
was]
full
of
people!
[how]
is
she
become
as
a
widow!
she
[that
was]
great
among
the
nations,
[and]
princess
among
the
provinces,
[how]
is
she
become
tributary!
2
She
weepeth
sore
in
the
night,
and
her
tears
[are]
on
her
cheeks:
among
all
her
lovers
she
hath
none
to
comfort
[her]:
all
her
friends
have
dealt
treacherously
with
her,
they
are
become
her
enemies.
3
Judah
is
gone
into
captivity
because
of
affliction,
and
because
of
great
servitude:
she
dwelleth
among
the
heathen,
she
findeth
no
rest:
all
her
persecutors
overtook
her
between
the
straits.
4
The
ways
of
Zion
do
mourn,
because
none
come
to
the
solemn
feasts:
all
her
gates
are
desolate:
her
priests
sigh,
her
virgins
are
afflicted,
and
she
[is]
in
bitterness.
5
Her
adversaries
are
the
chief,
her
enemies
prosper;
for
the
LORD
hath
afflicted
her
for
the
multitude
of
her
transgressions:
her
children
are
gone
into
captivity
before
the
enemy.
6
And
from
the
daughter
of
Zion
all
her
beauty
is
departed:
her
princes
are
become
like
harts
[that]
find
no
pasture,
and
they
are
gone
without
strength
before
the
pursuer.
7
Jerusalem
remembered
in
the
days
of
her
affliction
and
of
her
miseries
all
her
pleasant
things
that
she
had
in
the
days
of
old,
when
her
people
fell
into
the
hand
of
the
enemy,
and
none
did
help
her:
the
adversaries
saw
her,
[and]
did
mock
at
her
sabbaths.
8
Jerusalem
hath
grievously
sinned;
therefore
she
is
removed:
all
that
honoured
her
despise
her,
because
they
have
seen
her
nakedness:
yea,
she
sigheth,
and
turneth
backward.
9
Her
filthiness
[is]
in
her
skirts;
she
remembereth
not
her
last
end;
therefore
she
came
down
wonderfully:
she
had
no
comforter.
O
LORD,
behold
my
affliction:
for
the
enemy
hath
magnified
[himself].
10
The
adversary
hath
spread
out
his
hand
upon
all
her
pleasant
things:
for
she
hath
seen
[that]
the
heathen
entered
into
her
sanctuary,
whom
thou
didst
command
[that]
they
should
not
enter
into
thy
congregation.
11
All
her
people
sigh,
they
seek
bread;
they
have
given
their
pleasant
things
for
meat
to
relieve
the
soul:
see,
O
LORD,
and
consider;
for
I
am
become
vile.
12
[Is
it]
nothing
to
you,
all
ye
that
pass
by?
behold,
and
see
if
there
be
any
sorrow
like
unto
my
sorrow,
which
is
done
unto
me,
wherewith
the
LORD
hath
afflicted
[me]
in
the
day
of
his
fierce
anger.
13
From
above
hath
he
sent
fire
into
my
bones,
and
it
prevaileth
against
them:
he
hath
spread
a
net
for
my
feet,
he
hath
turned
me
back:
he
hath
made
me
desolate
[and]
faint
all
the
day.
14
The
yoke
of
my
transgressions
is
bound
by
his
hand:
they
are
wreathed,
[and]
come
up
upon
my
neck:
he
hath
made
my
strength
to
fall,
the
Lord
hath
delivered
me
into
[their]
hands,
[from
whom]
I
am
not
able
to
rise
15
The
Lord
hath
trodden
under
foot
all
my
mighty
[men]
in
the
midst
of
me:
he
hath
called
an
assembly
against
me
to
crush
my
young
men:
the
Lord
hath
trodden
the
virgin,
the
daughter
of
Judah,
[as]
in
a
winepress.
16
For
these
[things]
I
weep;
mine
eye,
mine
eye
runneth
down
with
water,
because
the
comforter
that
should
relieve
my
soul
is
far
from
me:
my
children
are
desolate,
because
the
enemy
prevailed.
17
Zion
spreadeth
forth
her
hands,
[and
there
is]
none
to
comfort
her:
the
LORD
hath
commanded
concerning
Jacob,
[that]
his
adversaries
[should
be]
round
about
him:
Jerusalem
is
as
a
menstruous
woman
among
them.
18
The
LORD
is
righteous;
for
I
have
rebelled
against
his
commandment:
hear,
I
pray
you,
all
people,
and
behold
my
sorrow:
my
virgins
and
my
young
men
are
gone
into
captivity.
19
I
called
for
my
lovers,
[but]
they
deceived
me:
my
priests
and
mine
elders
gave
up
the
ghost
in
the
city,
while
they
sought
their
meat
to
relieve
their
souls.
20
Behold,
O
LORD;
for
I
[am]
in
distress:
my
bowels
are
troubled;
mine
heart
is
turned
within
me;
for
I
have
grievously
rebelled:
abroad
the
sword
bereaveth,
at
home
[there
is]
as
death.
21
They
have
heard
that
I
sigh:
[there
is]
none
to
comfort
me:
all
mine
enemies
have
heard
of
my
trouble;
they
are
glad
that
thou
hast
done
[it]:
thou
wilt
bring
the
day
[that]
thou
hast
called,
and
they
shall
be
like
unto
22
Let
all
their
wickedness
come
before
thee;
and
do
unto
them,
as
thou
hast
done
unto
me
for
all
my
transgressions:
for
my
sighs
[are]
many,
and
my
heart
[is]
faint.