The elders of the daughter of Zion
\n sit on the ground in silence;
\nthey have cast dust on their heads
\n and put on sackcloth;
\nthe maidens of Jerusalem
\n have bowed their heads to the ground.<\/p>\n
My eyes are spent with weeping;
\n my soul is in tumult;
\nmy heart is poured out in grief
\n because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,
\nbecause infants and babes faint
\n in the streets of the city.<\/p>\n
They cry to their mothers,
\n \u201cWhere is bread and wine?\u201d
\nas they faint like wounded men
\n in the streets of the city,
\nas their life is poured out
\n on their mothers\u2019 bosom.<\/p>\n
What can I say for you, to what compare you,
\n O daughter of Jerusalem?
\nWhat can I liken to you, that I may comfort you,
\n O virgin daughter of Zion?
\nFor vast as the sea is your ruin;
\n who can restore you?<\/p>\n
–Lamentations 2:10-13<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground in silence; they have cast dust on their heads and put on sackcloth; the maidens of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground. My eyes are spent with…<\/span><\/p>\n