And her gates shall lament and mourn; and she being desolate shall sit upon the ground.

The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.

The fishers also shall mourn, and all they that cast angle into the brooks shall lament, and they that spread nets upon the waters shall languish.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

They shall lament for the teats, for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the hay is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.