How she has become like a widow, she who was populous among the nations!+
Not one of all her lovers is there to comfort her.+
All her own companions have betrayed her;+ they have become her enemies.
She must dwell among the nations;+ she finds no resting-place.
All her persecutors have overtaken her in her distress.
All her gates are desolate;+ her priests are sighing.
Her virgins* are grieving, and she is in bitter anguish.
For Jehovah has brought grief to her because of her many transgressions.+
Her children have gone into captivity before the adversary.+
Her princes are like stags that have found no pasture,
And they walk exhausted before the pursuer.
7 In the days of her affliction and her homelessness, Jerusalem remembers
All the precious things that were hers in the days of long ago.+
When her people fell into the hand of the adversary and she had no helper,+
That is why she has become something abhorrent.
All who used to honor her now treat her as something contemptible, for they have seen her nakedness.+
She herself groans+ and turns away in shame.
9 Her uncleanness is in her skirts.
She gave no thought to her future.+
Her downfall was astounding; she has no one to comfort her.
O Jehovah, see my affliction, for the enemy has magnified himself.+
For she has seen nations enter her sanctuary,+
Those whom you commanded should not enter into your congregation.
They have given their valuable things for something to eat, just to stay alive.*
Look, O Jehovah, and see that I have become as a worthless woman.*
12 Is it nothing to all of you who pass along the road?
Look and see!
Is there any pain like the pain that was dealt out to me,
Which Jehovah made me suffer in the day of his burning anger?+
He has spread out a net for my feet; he has forced me to turn backward.
He has made me a desolate woman.
All day long I am ill.
14 My transgressions are bound as a yoke, fastened together by his hand.
They have been placed on my neck, and my strength has failed.
Jehovah has given me into the hand of those whom I cannot resist.+
He has summoned an assembly against me to crush my young men.+
Jehovah has trodden the virgin daughter of Judah in the winepress.+
For anyone who could comfort me or refresh me* is far away from me.
My sons are desolate, for the enemy has prevailed.
Jehovah has given an order against Jacob to all his adversaries around him.+
Jerusalem has become to them an abhorrent thing.+
Listen, all you peoples, and see my pain.
In the city my priests and my elders have perished,
20 See, O Jehovah, for I am in great distress.
My insides* are churning.
My heart has turned over within me, for I have been completely rebellious.+
Outside the sword bereaves;+ inside the house it is like death.
21 People have heard my sighing; there is no one to comfort me.
All my enemies have heard of my calamity.
They are joyful, because you brought it about.+
Just as you have dealt harshly with me because of all my transgressions.
For my sighs are many, and my heart is sick.