2 Judah mourns, and its gates languish; they are black unto the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.
3 And their nobles have sent their little ones to the waters: they came to the pits and found no water; they returned with their vessels empty; they were ashamed and confounded and covered their heads.
4 Because the ground is chapped, for there was no rain in the earth, the plowmen were ashamed, they covered their heads.
5 Even the hind calved in the field and forsook it, because there was no grass.
6 And the wild asses stood in the high places, they snuffed up the wind like dragons; their eyes failed because there was no grass.
7 O Lord, though our iniquities testify against us, do it for thy name’s sake; for our rebellions have multiplied; we have sinned against thee.
8 O the hope of Israel, the Keeper thereof in time of trouble, why should thou be as a stranger in the land and as a wayfaring man that turns aside to tarry for a night?