14 Elders are gone from the gate, young men from their music.
15 Joy has ceased in our hearts. Our dance has turned into mourning.
16 The crown has fallen from our head. Oy to us, for we have sinned!
17 Because of this our heart is faint, for these things our eyes are dim,
18 for Mount Zion, which lies desolate, as jackals prowl over it.
19 You, Adonai, are enthroned forever; Your throne endures from generation to generation.
20 Why do You always forget us and forsake us for so long?