⁷ Jerusalem remembers,
    in the days of her affliction and wandering,
all the precious things
    that were hers in days of old.
When her people fell into the hand of the foe,
    and there was no one to help her,
the foe looked on mocking
    over her downfall.

⁸ Jerusalem sinned grievously,
    so she has become a mockery;
all who honoured her despise her,
    for they have seen her nakedness;
she herself groans,
    and turns her face away.

⁹ Her uncleanness was in her skirts;
    she took no thought of her future;
her downfall was appalling,
    with none to comfort her.
‘O Lord, look at my affliction,
    for the enemy has triumphed!’