1Alas, how solitary does the city sit that was so full of people. How is she become as a widow. She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, How is she become tributary.
1How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! How is she become as a widow! She that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!
2Bitterly does she weep at night, and her tears are on her cheeks; Among her lovers she has none to comfort her; All her friends have dealt treacherously with her, They are become her enemies.
2She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
3Captivity is Judah’s fate because of affliction, and because of great servitude. She dwells among the nations, She finds no rest, All her persecutors overtook her in her sore straits.
3Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude: she dwelleth among the heathen, she findeth no rest: all her persecutors overtook her between the straits.
4Dark mourning covers Zion’s roads, because none come to the solemn feasts. All her gates are desolate. Her priests sigh, Her virgins are afflicted, she is in bitterness…
4The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.
