14 The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
15 The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
16 The crown is fallen from our head; woe now unto us, for we have sinned!
17 For this our heart is saddened; for these things our eyes are become dim.
18 Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
19 Thou, O Lord, shall remain for ever; thy throne from generation to generation.
20 Why should thou forget us for ever and forsake us for such a long time?