1. The Lord in his angerhas cast a dark shadow over beautiful Jerusalem.The fairest of Israel’s cities lies in the dust,thrown down from the heights of heaven.In his day of great anger,the Lord has shown no mercy even to his Temple.
2. Without mercy the Lord has destroyedevery home in Israel.In his anger he has broken downthe fortress walls of beautiful Jerusalem.He has brought them to the ground,dishonoring the kingdom and its rulers.
3. All the strength of Israelvanishes beneath his fierce anger.The Lord has withdrawn his protectionas the enemy attacks.He consumes the whole land of Israellike a raging fire.
4. He bends his bow against his people,as though he were their enemy.His strength is used against themto kill their finest youth.His fury is poured out like fireon beautiful Jerusalem.
5. Yes, the Lord has vanquished Israellike an enemy.He has destroyed her palacesand demolished her fortresses.He has brought unending sorrow and tearsupon beautiful Jerusalem.
6. He has broken down his Templeas though it were merely a garden shelter.The lord has blotted out all memoryof the holy festivals and Sabbath days.Kings and priests fall togetherbefore his fierce anger.
7. The Lord has rejected his own altar;he despises his own sanctuary.He has given Jerusalem’s palacesto her enemies.They shout in the lord’s Templeas though it were a day of celebration.
8. The lord was determinedto destroy the walls of beautiful Jerusalem.He made careful plans for their destruction,then did what he had planned.Therefore, the ramparts and wallshave fallen down before him.
9. Jerusalem’s gates have sunk into the ground.He has smashed their locks and bars.Her kings and princes have been exiled to distant lands;her law has ceased to exist.Her prophets receiveno more visions from the lord.
10. The leaders of beautiful Jerusalemsit on the ground in silence.They are clothed in burlapand throw dust on their heads.The young women of Jerusalemhang their heads in shame.
11. I have cried until the tears no longer come;my heart is broken.My spirit is poured out in agonyas I see the desperate plight of my people.Little children and tiny babiesare fainting and dying in the streets.
12. They cry out to their mothers,“We need food and drink!”Their lives ebb away in the streetslike the life of a warrior wounded in battle.They gasp for lifeas they collapse in their mothers’ arms.
13. What can I say about you?Who has ever seen such sorrow?O daughter of Jerusalem,to what can I compare your anguish?O virgin daughter of Zion,how can I comfort you?For your wound is as deep as the sea.Who can heal you?
14. Your prophets have saidso many foolish things, false to the core.They did not save you from exileby pointing out your sins.Instead, they painted false pictures,filling you with false hope.