He sitteth alone and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him.
Even today is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
I sat not in the assembly of the mockers, 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, and 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.
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.