CLV(i)
16 Over these I am lamenting; my eye, my eye runs down with water; For far from me is any comforter, any restorer of my soul; My sons are desolate, for the enemy has mastery."
17 Zion spreads out her hands; there is no one to comfort her; Yahweh has commissioned His foes round about him against Jacob; Jerusalem has become an isolated woman among them.
18 Yahweh, He is righteous, for I have rebelled against His bidding; Hearken now all you peoples, and see my pain; My virgins and my choice young men, they have gone into captivity."
19 I called to my lovers; they deceived me; My priests and my elders deceased in the city While they sought food for themselves that they might restore their soul.