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; she hath none to comfort her among all her lovers; all her friends have
dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
3 Judah is gone into exile because of affliction, and because
of great servitude; she dwelleth among the nations, she findeth no rest; all her
pursuers overtook her within the straits.
4 The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn
assembly; all her gates are desolate, her priests sigh; her virgins are
afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.
5 Her adversaries are become the head, her enemies are at
ease; for HaShem hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions; her
young children are gone into captivity before the adversary.
6 And gone is from the daughter of Zion all her splendour;
her princes are become like harts that find no pasture, and they are gone
without strength before the pursuer.
7 Jerusalem remembereth in the days of her affliction and of
her anguish all her treasures that she had from the days of old; now that her
people fall by the hand of the adversary, and none doth help her, the
adversaries have seen her, they have mocked at her desolations.
8 Jerusalem hath grievously sinned, therefore she is become
as one unclean; all that honoured her despise her, because they have seen her
nakedness; she herself also sigheth, and turneth backward.
9 Her filthiness was in her skirts, she was not mindful of
her end; therefore is she come down wonderfully, she hath no comforter. 'Behold,
O HaShem, my affliction, for the enemy hath magnified himself.'
10 The adversary hath spread out his hand upon all her
treasures; for she hath seen that the heathen are entered into her sanctuary,
concerning whom Thou didst command that they should not enter into Thy
11 All her people sigh, they seek bread; they have given
their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul. 'See, O HaShem, and behold,
how abject I am become.'
12 'Let it not come unto you, all ye that pass by! Behold,
and see if there be any pain like unto my pain, which is done unto me, wherewith
HaShem hath afflicted me in the day of His fierce anger.
13 From on high hath He sent fire into my bones, and it
prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me
back; He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is impressed by His hand;
they are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; He hath made my strength
to fail; the L-rd hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able
15 The L-rd hath set at nought all my mighty men in the midst
of me; He hath called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men; the
L-rd hath trodden as in a winepress the virgin the daughter of Judah.'
16 'For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down
with water; because the comforter is far from me, even he that should refresh my
soul; my children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.'
17 Zion spreadeth forth her hands; there is none to comfort
her; HaShem hath commanded concerning Jacob, that they that are round about him
should be his adversaries; Jerusalem is among them as one unclean.
18 'The HaShem is righteous; for I have rebelled against His
word; hear, I pray you, all ye peoples, and behold my pain: my virgins and my
young men are gone into captivity.
19 I called for my lovers, but they deceived me; my priests
and mine elders perished in the city, while they sought them food to refresh
20 Behold, O HaShem, for I am in distress, mine inwards burn;
my heart is turned within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad the sword
bereaveth, at home there is the like of death.
21 They have heard that I sigh, there is none to comfort me;
all mine enemies have heard of my trouble, and are glad, for Thou hast done it;
Thou wilt bring the day that Thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto
22 Let all their wickedness come before Thee; and do unto
them, as Thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions; for my sighs are many
and my heart is faint.'
Sources: Portions copyright © 1997 by Benyamin Pilant, All Rights Reserved
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