⁸ The joyful timbrels^(A) are stilled,
    the noise^(B) of the revelers^(C) has stopped,
    the joyful harp^(D) is silent.^(E)

¹⁰ Our skin is hot as an oven,
    feverish from hunger.^(A)
11 Women have been violated^(B) in Zion,
    and virgins in the towns of Judah.
¹² Princes have been hung up by their hands;
    elders^(C) are shown no respect.^(D)
13 Young men toil at the millstones;
    boys stagger under loads of wood.
¹⁴ The elders are gone from the city gate;
    the young men have stopped their music.^(E)
15 Joy is gone from our hearts;
    our dancing has turned to mourning.^(F)
16 The crown^(G) has fallen from our head.^(H)
    Woe to us, for we have sinned!^(I)
17 Because of this our hearts^(J) are faint,^(K)
    because of these things our eyes^(L) grow dim^(M)
18 for Mount Zion,^(N) which lies desolate,^(O)
    with jackals prowling over it.

²¹ I will give their wealth as plunder^(A) to foreigners
    and as loot to the wicked of the earth,
    who will defile it.^(B)