8 The Lord was determined that the walls of Zion should fall;He measured them off to make sure of total destruction.The towers and walls now lie in ruins together.
9 The gates lie buried in rubble, their bars smashed to pieces.The king and the noblemen now are in exile.The Law is no longer taught, and the prophets have no visions from the Lord.
10 Jerusalem's old men sit on the ground in silence,With dust on their heads and sackcloth on their bodies.Young women bow their heads to the ground.
11 My eyes are worn out with weeping; my soul is in anguish.I am exhausted with grief at the destruction of my people.Children and babies are fainting in the streets of the city.
12 Hungry and thirsty, they cry to their mothers;They fall in the streets as though they were wounded,And slowly die in their mothers' arms.
13 O Jerusalem, beloved Jerusalem, what can I say?How can I comfort you? No one has ever suffered like this.Your disaster is boundless as the ocean; there is no possible hope.
14 Your prophets had nothing to tell you but lies;Their preaching deceived you by never exposing your sin.They made you think you did not need to repent.