Lamentations, March 1

1 Oh, no!

She sits alone,

the city that was once full of people.

Once great among nations,

she has become like a widow.

Once a queen over provinces,

she has become a slave.

2 She weeps bitterly in the night,

her tears on her cheek. None of her lovers comfort her.

All her friends lied to her;

they have become her enemies.

3 Judah was exiled after suffering

and hard service.

She lives among the nations;

she finds no rest.

All who were chasing her caught her—right in the middle of her distress.

4 Zion’s roads are in mourning;

no one comes to the festivals.

All her gates are deserted.

Her priests are groaning,

her young women grieving. She is bitter.