1  ^aHow lonely sits the city

that was full of people!

How like ^ba widow has she become,

she who was great among the nations!

She who was ^ca princess among the provinces

has become ^da slave.

11  ^rMy eyes are spent with weeping;

^smy stomach churns;

^tmy bile is poured out to the ground

^ubecause of the destruction of the daughter of my people,

^vbecause infants and babies ^wfaint

in the streets of the city.

12  They cry to their mothers,

^x“Where is bread and wine?”

^was they faint like a wounded man

in the streets of the city,

as their life is poured out

on their mothers’ bosom.