ECB(i)
12 governors are hanged by their hand; the faces of elders are not esteemed:
13 they lift the young men to grind and the lads stumble under the timber:
14 the elders shabbathize from the portal - the young men from their strumming:
15 the joy of our heart shabbathizes; our round dance turns into mourning;
16 the crown is fallen from our head; woe to us, for we sinned!