Let him sit alone and keep silence, because he hath laid it upon him.
I sat not in the assembly of them that make merry, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of thy hand; for thou hast filled me with indignation.
The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground, they keep silence; They have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.
I watch, and am become like a sparrow That is alone upon the house-top.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.
Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.