1 How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! How is she become as a widow!She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!
2 She weepeth sore in the night,and her tears are on her cheeks:among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her:all her friends have dealt treacherously with her,they are become her enemies.
3 Judah is gone into captivitybecause of affliction, and because of great servitude:she dwelleth among the heathen,she findeth no rest:all her persecutors overtook her between the straits.
4 The ways of Zion do mourn,because none come to the solemn feasts:all her gates are desolate:her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted,and she is in bitterness.
5 Her adversaries are the chief, her enemies prosper;for the Lord hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions:her children are gone into captivity before the enemy.