4  The roads to Zion mourn,

for none come to ^lthe festival;

^mall her gates are desolate;

her priests ⁿgroan;

her virgins have been afflicted,¹

and she herself suffers bitterly.

13  Bring no more vain offerings;

incense is an abomination to me.

^cNew moon and Sabbath and the ^dcalling of convocations—

I cannot endure ^einiquity and ^fsolemn assembly.

18  I will gather those of you who mourn ^pfor the festival,

so that you will no longer suffer reproach.¹