In fierce anger he has cut off every horna1 of Israel. He has withdrawn his right hand2 at the approach of the enemy. He has burned in Jacob like a flaming fire that consumes everything around it.34
Like an enemy he has strung his bow;4 his right hand is ready. Like a foe he has slain all who were pleasing to the eye;5 he has poured out his wrath6 like fire7 on the tent8 of the Daughter of Zion.
The Lord is like an enemy;9 he has swallowed up Israel. He has swallowed up all her palaces and destroyed her strongholds.10 He has multiplied mourning and lamentation11 for the Daughter of Judah.126
He has laid waste his dwelling like a garden; he has destroyed13 his place of meeting.14 The LORD has made Zion forget her appointed feasts and her Sabbaths;15 in his fierce anger he has spurned both king and priest.167
The Lord has rejected his altar and abandoned his sanctuary.17 He has handed over to the enemy the walls of her palaces;18 they have raised a shout in the house of the LORD as on the day of an appointed feast.198
The LORD determined to tear down the wall around the Daughter of Zion.20 He stretched out a measuring line21 and did not withhold his hand from destroying. He made ramparts22 and walls lament; together they wasted away.239
Her gates24 have sunk into the ground; their bars25 he has broken and destroyed. Her king and her princes are exiled26 among the nations, the law27 is no more, and her prophets28 no longer find visions29 from the LORD.
The elders of the Daughter of Zion sit on the ground in silence;30 they have sprinkled dust31 on their heads32 and put on sackcloth.33 The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.3411
My eyes fail from weeping,35 I am in torment within,36 my heart37 is poured out38 on the ground because my people are destroyed,39 because children and infants faint40 in the streets of the city.
They say to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?"41 as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city, as their lives ebb away42 in their mothers' arms.4313
What can I say for you?44 With what can I compare you, O Daughter45 of Jerusalem? To what can I liken you, that I may comfort you, O Virgin Daughter of Zion?46 Your wound is as deep as the sea.47 Who can heal you?