10 The elders of the daughter of Zion 1sit on the ground 2in silence; 3they have thrown dust on their heads and 4put on sackcloth; the young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.
11 5My eyes are spent with weeping; 6my stomach churns; 7my bile is poured out to the ground 8because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, 9because infants and babies 10faint in the streets of the city.
12 They cry to their mothers, 11"Where is bread and wine?" 12as they faint like a wounded man in the streets of the city, as their life is poured out on their mothers' bosom.