Thou hast abhorred the covenant of thy servant: Thou hast profaned his crown by casting it to the ground.
The crown is fallen from our head: Woe unto us! for we have sinned.
They have set thy sanctuary on fire; They have profaned the dwelling-place of thy name by casting it to the ground.
Jesus answered and said unto him, What I do thou knowest not now; but thou shalt understand hereafter.
Therefore I will profane the princes of the sanctuary; and I will make Jacob a curse, and Israel a reviling.
And the high fortress of thy walls hath he brought down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
I said in my haste, All men are liars.
Thou hast made his brightness to cease, And cast his throne down to the ground.
And I said, This is my infirmity; But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High.
Thou makest us to turn back from the adversary; And they that hate us take spoil for themselves.
Thou hast showed thy people hard things: Thou hast made us to drink the wine of staggering.