15. Joy has left our hearts; our dancing has turned to mourning.
16. The crown has fallen from our head. Woe to us, for we have sinned.
17. Because of this, our heart is sick;because of these, our eyes grow dim:
18. because of Mount Zion, which lies desolateand has jackals prowling in it.
19. You, Lord, are enthroned forever;Your throne endures from generation to generation.