14. The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
15. The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
16. The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, for we have sinned!
17. For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes have grown dim,
18. Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: foxes walk over it.
19. Thou, Jehovah, dwellest for ever; thy throne is from generation to generation.