10. Our skin is black like an oven because of the burning heat of famine.
11. They ravished the women in Zion, the maidens in the cities of Judah.
12. Princes were hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured.
13. The young men bare the mill, and the children stumbled under the wood.
14. The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
15. The joy of our heart is 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 are dim;
18. For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate; the foxes walk upon it.
19. Thou, O Lord, abidest for ever; thy throne is from generation to generation.
20. Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?