Our fathers have sinned, [and are] not; and we have borne their iniquities.
Servants have ruled over us: [there is] none that doth deliver [us] out of their hand.
We procured our bread with [the peril of] our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.
Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
They ravished the women in Zion, [and] the maids in the cities of Judah.
Princes were hanged by their hand: the faces of elders were not honored.
They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The crown is fallen [from] our head: woe to us, that we have sinned!
For this our heart is faint; for these [things] our eyes are dim.