10. Zion's treasures were stolen.Jerusalem saw foreignersenter her place of worship,though the Lordhad forbidden themto belong to his people.
11. Everyone in the city groanswhile searching for food;they trade their valuablesfor barely enough scrapsto stay alive.Jerusalem shouts to the Lord,“Please look and seehow miserable I am!”
12. No passer-by even cares.Why doesn't someone noticemy terrible sufferings?You were fiercely angry, Lord,and you punished meworst of all.
13. From heaven you sent a firethat burnt in my bones;you set a trap for my feetand made me turn back.All day long you leave mein shock from constant pain.
14. You have tied my sinsaround my neck,and they weigh so heavilythat my strength is gone.You have put me in the powerof enemies too strong for me.
15. You, Lord, have turned backmy warriors and crushedmy young heroes.Judah was a woman untouched,but you let her be trampledlike grapes in a wine-pit.
16. Because of this, I mourn,and tears flood my eyes.No one is here to comfortor to encourage me;we have lost the war—my people are suffering.
17. Zion reaches out her hands,but no one offers comfort.The Lord has turnedthe neighbouring nationsagainst Jacob's descendants.Jerusalem is merely a filthy ragto her neighbours.
18. The Lord was right,but I refused to obey him.Now I ask all of you to lookat my sufferings—even my young peoplehave been dragged away.