Lamentations 1

How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people!

She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks;

Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude;

The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly;

Her adversaries are become the head, her enemies prosper;

And from the daughter of Zion all her majesty is departed:

Jerusalem remembereth in the days of her affliction and of her miseries all her pleasant things that were from the days of old:

Jerusalem hath grievously sinned; therefore she is become as an unclean thing;

Her filthiness was in her skirts; she remembered not her latter end;

The adversary hath spread out his hand upon all her pleasant things:

All her people sigh, they seek bread;

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by?

From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them;

The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand;

The Lord hath set at nought all my mighty men in the midst of me;

For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water;

Zion spreadeth forth her hands; there is none to comfort her;

Jehovah is righteous; for I have rebelled against his commandment:

I called for my lovers, but they deceived me:

Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled;

They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me;

Let all their wickedness come before thee;