Lamentations 1:4; Lamentations 1:19
The roads to Zion mourn, for no one comes to her appointed feasts. All her gateways are desolate, her priests groan, her maidens grieve, and she is in bitter anguish.
"I called to my allies but they betrayed me. My priests and my elders perished in the city while they searched for food to keep themselves alive.