1:1 How
doeth
the
citie
sit
solitarie
that
was
full
of
people
How
is
she
become
as
a
widow
She
that
was
great
among
the
nations,
and
princesse
among
the
prouinces,
how
is
she
become
tributarie
1:2 Shee
weepeth
sore
in
the
night,
and
her
teares
are
on
her
cheekes:
among
all
her
louers
she
hath
none
to
comfort
her,
all
her
friends
haue
dealt
treacherously
with
her,
they
are
become
her
enemies.
1:3 Iudah
is
gone
into
captiuitie,
because
of
affliction,
and
because
of
great
seruitude:
she
dwelleth
among
the
heathen,
she
findeth
no
rest:
all
her
persecutors
ouertook
her
betweene
the
straits.
1:4 The
wayes
of
Zion
do
mourne,
because
none
come
to
the
solemne
feasts:
all
her
gates
are
desolate:
her
priests
sigh:
her
virgins
are
afflicted,
and
she
is
in
bitternesse.
1:5 Her
aduersaries
are
the
chiefe,
her
enemies
prosper:
for
the
Lord
hath
afflicted
her;
for
the
multitude
of
her
transgressions,
her
children
are
gone
into
captiuitie
before
the
enemie.
1:6 And
from
the
daughter
of
Zion
all
her
beautie
is
departed:
her
princes
are
become
like
Harts
that
find
no
pasture,
&
they
are
gone
without
strength
before
the
pursuer.
1:7 Ierusalem
remembred
in
the
dayes
of
her
affliction,
and
of
her
miseries,
all
her
pleasant
things
that
she
had
in
the
dayes
of
old,
when
her
people
fell
into
the
hand
of
the
enemie,
and
none
did
helpe
her,
the
aduersaries
saw
her,
and
did
mocke
at
her
Sabbaths.
1:8 Ierusalem
hath
grieuously
sinned,
therefore
she
is
remoued:
all
that
honoured
her,
despise
her,
because
they
haue
seene
her
nakednesse:
yea,
shee
sigheth
and
turneth
backward.
1:9 Her
filthines
is
in
her
skirts,
she
remembreth
not
her
last
end,
therfore
she
came
downe
wonderfully:
shee
had
no
comforter:
O
Lord,
behold
my
affliction:
for
ye
enemie
hath
magnified
himselfe.
1:10 The
aduersarie
hath
spread
out
his
hand
vpon
all
her
pleasant
things:
for
she
hath
seene
that
the
heathen
entred
into
her
Sanctuarie,
whom
thou
didst
command
that
they
should
not
enter
into
thy
congregation.
1:11 All
her
people
sigh,
they
seek
bread,
they
haue
giuen
their
pleasant
things
for
meate
to
relieue
the
soule:
see,
O
Lord,
&
consider:
for
I
am
become
vile.
1:12 Is
it
nothing
to
you,
all
ye
that
passe
by
Behold
and
see,
if
there
be
any
sorow
like
vnto
my
sorowe,
which
is
done
vnto
me,
wherewith
the
Lord
hath
afflicted
me,
in
the
day
of
his
fierce
anger.
1:13 From
aboue
hath
he
sent
fire
into
my
bones,
and
it
preuaileth
against
them:
he
hath
spread
a
net
for
my
feete,
he
hath
turned
me
backe:
he
hath
made
me
desolate,
and
faint
all
the
day.
1:14 The
yoke
of
my
transgressions
is
bound
by
his
hand:
they
are
wreathed,
and
come
vp
vpon
my
necke:
he
hath
made
my
strength
to
fall,
the
Lord
hath
deliuered
me
into
their
hands,
from
whom
I
am
not
able
to
rise
vp.
1:15 The
Lord
hath
troden
vnder
foot
all
my
mightie
men
in
the
midst
of
me:
he
hath
called
an
assembly
against
mee,
to
crush
my
yong
men.
The
Lord
hath
troden
the
virgine,
the
daughter
of
Iudah,
as
in
a
wine
presse.
1:16 For
these
things
I
weepe,
mine
eye,
mine
eye
runneth
downe
with
water,
because
the
comforter
that
should
relieue
my
soule
is
farre
from
me:
my
children
are
desolate,
because
the
enemy
preuailed.
1:17 Zion
spreadeth
forth
her
hands,
and
there
is
none
to
comfort
her:
the
Lord
hath
commanded
concerning
Iacob,
that
his
aduersaries
should
bee
round
about
him:
Ierusalem
is
as
a
menstruous
woman
among
them.
1:18 The
Lord
is
righteous,
for
I
haue
rebelled
against
his
commandement:
heare,
I
pray
you,
all
people,
and
behold
my
sorow:
my
virgins
and
my
yong
men
are
gone
into
captiuitie.
1:19 I
called
for
my
louers,
but
they
deceiued
me:
my
priests
and
mine
elders
gaue
vp
the
ghost
in
the
citie,
while
they
sought
their
meat
to
relieue
their
soules
1:20 Behold,
O
Lord:
for
I
am
in
distresse:
my
bowels
are
troubled:
mine
heart
is
turned
within
mee,
for
I
haue
grieuously
rebelled:
abroad
the
sword
bereaueth,
at
home
there
is
as
death.
1:21 They
haue
heard
that
I
sigh,
there
is
none
to
comfort
me:
all
mine
enemies
haue
heard
of
my
trouble,
they
are
glad
that
thou
hast
done
it:
thou
wilt
bring
the
day
that
thou
hast
called,
and
they
shall
be
like
vnto
me.
1:22 Let
all
their
wickednes
come
before
thee:
and
doe
vnto
them,
as
thou
hast
done
vnto
me
for
all
my
transgressions:
for
my
sighes
are
many,
and
my
heart
is
faint.