“The Lord has set at nothing all my mighty men within me.
He has called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men.
The Lord has trodden the virgin daughter of Judah as in a wine press.
“For these things I weep.
My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me.
My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”
Zion spreads out her hands.
There is no one to comfort her.
The LORD has commanded concerning Jacob, that those who are around him should be his adversaries.
Jerusalem is among them as an unclean thing.