Lamentations

⁷Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities. ⁸Servants rule over us: there is none to deliver us out of their hand. ⁹We get our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness. ¹⁰Our skin is black like an oven because of the burning heat of famine. ¹¹They ravished the women in Zion, the maidens in the cities of Judah. ¹²Princes were hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured. ¹³The young men bare the mill, and the children stumbled under the wood.