13 Young men have carried grinding stones;boys have stumbled under loads of wood.
14 Elders have left the city gate;young people stop their music.
15 Joy has left our heart;our dancing has changed into lamentation.
16 The crown has fallen off our head.We are doomed because we have sinned.
17 Because of all this our heart is sick;because of these things our glance is dark.
18 Mount Zion, now deserted—only jackals walk on it now!
19 But you, Lord, will rule forever;your throne lasts from one generation to the next.