1. How the Lord in his wrathhas abhorred daughter Zion,Casting down from heaven to earththe glory of Israel,Not remembering his footstoolon the day of his wrath!
2. The Lord has devoured without pityall of Jacob’s dwellings;In his fury he has razeddaughter Judah’s defenses,Has brought to the ground in dishonora kingdom and its princes.
3. In blazing wrath, he cut down entirelythe horn of Israel;He withdrew the support of his right handwhen the enemy approached;He burned against Jacob like a blazing firethat consumes everything in its path.
4. He bent his bow like an enemy;the arrow in his right handLike a foe, he killedall those held precious;On the tent of daughter Zionhe poured out his wrath like fire.
5. The Lord has become the enemy,he has devoured Israel:Devoured all its strongholds,destroyed its defenses,Multiplied moaning and groaningthroughout daughter Judah.
6. He laid waste his booth like a garden,destroyed his shrine;The Lord has blotted out in Zionfeast day and sabbath,Has scorned in fierce wrathking and priest.
7. The Lord has rejected his altar,spurned his sanctuary;He has handed over to the enemythe walls of its strongholds.They shout in the house of the Lordas on a feast day.
8. The Lord was bent on destroyingthe wall of daughter Zion:He stretched out the measuring line;did not hesitate to devour,Brought grief on rampart and walltill both succumbed.
9. Her gates sank into the ground;he smashed her bars to bits.Her king and her princes are among the nations;instruction is wanting,Even her prophets do not obtainany vision from the Lord.
10. The elders of daughter Zionsit silently on the ground;They cast dust on their headsand dress in sackcloth;The young women of Jerusalembow their heads to the ground.
11. My eyes are spent with tears,my stomach churns;My bile is poured out on the groundat the brokenness of the daughter of my people,As children and infants collapsein the streets of the town.
12. They cry out to their mothers,“Where is bread and wine?”As they faint away like the woundedin the streets of the city,As their life is poured outin their mothers’ arms.
13. To what can I compare you—to what can I liken you—O daughter Jerusalem?What example can I give in order to comfort you,virgin daughter Zion?For your breach is vast as the sea;who could heal you?