He sits alone and keeps silence because He laid it on him.
I did not sit in the circle of mockers, nor rejoice; I sat alone because of Your hand; for You have filled me with indignation.
The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground and are silent; they send up dust on their heads; they gird on sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone on the house top.
I was dumb, I did not open my mouth; because You have done it.
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.
Even today is my complaint bitter; my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Remove Your stroke away from me; I am destroyed by the blow of Your hand.