He sitteth alone and keepeth silence, Because he hath borne it upon him.
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.
I watch, and am as a sparrow 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 bitter: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.