2 She cries herself to sleep each night, tears soaking her pillow.No one’s left among her lovers to sit and hold her hand.Her friends have all dumped her.
3 After years of pain and hard labor, Judah has gone into exile.She camps out among the nations, never feels at home.Hunted by all, she’s stuck between a rock and a hard place.
4 Zion’s roads weep, empty of pilgrims headed to the feasts.All her city gates are deserted, her priests in despair.Her virgins are sad. How bitter her fate.
5 Her enemies have become her masters. Her foes are living it upbecause God laid her low, punishing her repeated rebellions.Her children, prisoners of the enemy, trudge into exile.
6 All beauty has drained from Daughter Zion’s face.Her princes are like deer famished for food,chased to exhaustion by hunters.
7 Jerusalem remembers the day she lost everything,when her people fell into enemy hands, and not a soul there to help.Enemies looked on and laughed, laughed at her helpless silence.
8 Jerusalem, who outsinned the whole world, is an outcast.All who admired her despise her now that they see beneath the surface.Miserable, she groans and turns away in shame.