13 Young men ground at the millstones;boys staggered under loads of wood.
14 The elders have left the city gate,the young men stopped their music.
15 The joy of our hearts has ceased;our dancing has turned into mourning.
16 The crown has fallen from our head;woe to us, for we have sinned!
17 For this our heart is faint;for these things our eyes grow dim;
18 because of Mount Zion, which is desolate,with foxes walking upon it.
19 You, O Lord, remain forever;Your throne endures from generation to generation.