How lonely sits the city
that once was full
of people!
How like a widow she has
become,
she that was great
among the nations!
She that was a
princess among the provinces
has become a
vassal.
2 She weeps bitterly in the night,
with tears on her cheeks;
among all her lovers
she has no one to
comfort her;
all her friends have
dealt treacherously with her,
they have become her
enemies.
3 Judah has gone into exile with suffering
and hard servitude;
she lives now among the nations,
and finds no resting place;
her pursuers have all overtaken her
in the midst of her distress.
4 The roads to Zion mourn,
for no one comes to the festivals;
all her gates are desolate,
her priests groan;
her young girls grieve,[a]
and her lot is bitter.
5 Her foes have become the masters,
her enemies prosper,
because the Lord has made her suffer
for the multitude of her
transgressions;
her children have
gone away,
captives before the
foe.
6 From daughter Zion has departed
all her majesty.
Her princes have become like stags
that find no pasture;
they fled without strength
before the pursuer.
7 Jerusalem remembers,
in the days of her
affliction and wandering,
all the
precious things
that were hers in
days of old.
When her people fell
into the hand of the foe,
and there was no one
to help her,
the foe looked on
mocking
over her
downfall.
8 Jerusalem sinned grievously,
so she has become a mockery;
all who honored her despise her,
for they have seen her nakedness;
she herself groans,
and turns her face
away.
9 Her uncleanness was in her skirts;
she took no thought of her future;
her downfall was appalling,
with none to comfort her.
“O Lord, look at my affliction,
for the enemy has triumphed!”
10 Enemies have stretched out their hands
over all her precious things;
she has even seen the nations
invade her sanctuary,
those whom you forbade
to enter your congregation.
11 All her people groan
as they search for bread;
they trade their treasures for food
to revive their strength.
Look, O Lord, and see
how worthless I
have become.
12 Is it nothing to you,[b] all you who pass
by?
Look and see
if there is any sorrow like my sorrow,
which was brought upon me,
which the Lord inflicted
on the day of his
fierce anger.
13 From on high he sent fire;
it went deep into my bones;
he spread a net for my feet;
he turned me back;
he has left me stunned,
faint all day long.
14 My transgressions were bound[c] into a
yoke;
by his hand they
were fastened together;
they weigh
on my neck,
sapping my
strength;
the Lord handed me
over
to those whom I cannot withstand.
15 The Lord has rejected
all my warriors in
the midst of me;
he proclaimed a
time against me
to crush my young
men;
the Lord has trodden as in a
wine press
the virgin daughter
Judah.
16 For these things I weep;
my eyes flow with tears;
for a comforter is far from me,
one to revive my courage;
my children are desolate,
for the enemy has prevailed.
17 Zion stretches out her hands,
but there is no one to comfort her;
the Lord has commanded against Jacob
that his neighbors should become his
foes;
Jerusalem has
become
a filthy thing
among them.
18 The Lord is in the right,
for I have rebelled against his
word;
but hear, all you
peoples,
and behold my
suffering;
my young women and young
men
have gone into captivity.
19 I called to my lovers
but they deceived me;
my priests and elders
perished in the
city
while seeking
food
to revive their strength.
20 See, O Lord, how distressed I am;
my stomach churns,
my heart is wrung within me,
because I have been very
rebellious.
In the street the sword
bereaves;
in the house it is
like death.
21 They heard how I was groaning,
with no one to comfort me.
All my enemies heard of my trouble;
they are glad that you have done
it.
Bring on the day you have
announced,
and let them be as
I am.
22 Let all their evil doing come before
you;
and deal with them
as you have dealt with me
because of all my transgressions;
for my groans are many
and my heart is faint.
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