Her gates are sunk into the ground; he hath destroyed and broken her bars:\par\tab Her king and her princes are among the nations where the law is not;\par\tab Yea, her prophets find no vision from Jehovah.
The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn assembly;\par\tab All her gates are desolate, her priests do sigh:\par\tab Her virgins are afflicted, and she herself is in bitterness.
How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people!\par\tab She is become as a widow, that was great among the nations!\par\tab She that was a princess among the provinces is become tributary!
For the palace shall be forsaken; the populous city shall be deserted; the hill and the watch-tower shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;
Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou art melted away, O Philistia, all of thee; for there cometh a smoke out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.\par