Lamentations 5:8-16

8Slaves rule over us; there is none to deliver us from their hand.

9We get our bread at the peril of our lives, because of the sword in the wilderness.

10Our skin is hot as an oven with the burning heat of famine.

11Women are raped in Zion, young women in the towns of Judah.

12Princes are hung up by their hands; no respect is shown to the elders.

13Young men are compelled to grind at the mill, and boys stagger under loads of wood.

14The old men have left the city gate, the young men their music.

15The joy of our hearts has ceased; our dancing has been turned to mourning.

16The crown has fallen from our head; woe to us, for we have sinned!