The elders of the city of Zion sit silently on the ground. They have sprinkled dust on their heads. They’ve put on the clothes of sadness. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads toward the ground.

锡安城的长老坐在地上默默无声；他们扬起尘土落在头上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的处女垂头至地。

锡安的长老坐在地上，默默无声；他们扬起尘土落在头上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的少女垂头至地。

锡安的长老坐在地上，默默无声；他们扬起尘土落在头上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的少女垂头至地。

锡安城的长老腰束麻布，头蒙灰尘，坐在地上，默然不语；耶路撒冷的少女垂头至地。

锡安居民（“居民”原文作“女子”）的长老都坐在地上，默默无声；他们把尘灰撒在头上，腰束麻布。耶路撒冷的处女都垂头至地。

錫安城的長老坐在地上默默無聲；他們揚起塵土落在頭上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的處女垂頭至地。

錫安的長老坐在地上，默默無聲；他們揚起塵土落在頭上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的少女垂頭至地。

錫安的長老坐在地上，默默無聲；他們揚起塵土落在頭上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的少女垂頭至地。

錫安城的長老腰束麻布，頭蒙灰塵，坐在地上，默然不語；耶路撒冷的少女垂頭至地。

錫安居民（“居民”原文作“女子”）的長老都坐在地上，默默無聲；他們把塵灰撒在頭上，腰束麻布。耶路撒冷的處女都垂頭至地。

錫安小姐的長老坐在地上、沉默無言；他們捧起了塵土撒在頭上，腰束麻布；耶路撒冷的童女垂頭至地。

郇女之長老坐地、緘默無言兮、以塵蒙首、以麻束腰兮、耶路撒冷處女、俯首至地兮、

郇邑長老坐於塗炭、緘口無言、首蒙灰、腰束麻、耶路撒冷處女、俯首至地兮。

郇邑之長老、坐地緘默、首蒙塵、腰束麻、耶路撒冷之處女、俯首至地、俯首至地或作頭垂塵埃

The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence; they have sprinkled dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground in silence; they have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth; the young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.

The leaders of beautiful Jerusalem sit on the ground in silence. They are clothed in burlap and throw dust on their heads. The young women of Jerusalem hang their heads in shame.

The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.

The elders of the daughter of Zion Sit on the ground and are silent. They have thrown dust on their heads; They have put on sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem Have bowed their heads to the ground.

The elders of the daughter of Zion Sit on the ground and keep silence; They throw dust on their heads And gird themselves with sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem Bow their heads to the ground.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground, they keep silence; They have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young women of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground,[ and] keep silence: they have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: the virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

The elders of Daughter Zion sit on the ground in silence. They have thrown dirt on their heads; They have dressed in sackcloth. Jerusalem’s young women stare down at the ground.כ( Kaf)

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground. They keep silence. They have cast up dust on their heads. They have clothed themselves with sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

The city of Zion will be very sad. Like a widow, she will lose everything. She will sit on the ground and mourn.

When they got closer to where he lived, they could see him. But they could hardly recognize him. They began to weep out loud. They tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads.Then they sat down on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him. That’s because they saw how much he was suffering.

In the streets they wear the rough clothing people wear when they’re sad. On their roofs and in the market places all of them are crying. They fall down flat with their faces toward the ground. And they weep.

“ The time is coming when the songs in the temple will turn to weeping,” announces the Lord and King.“ Many, many bodies will be thrown everywhere! So be quiet!”

The city of Jerusalem is so empty! She used to be full of people. But now she’s like a woman whose husband has died. She used to be great among the nations. She was like a queen among the kingdoms. But now she is a slave.

Let him sit alone and not say anything. The Lord has placed that load on him.

They will put on the rough clothing people wear when they’re sad. They will put on terror as if it were their clothes. Every face will be covered with shame. Every head will be shaved.

The roads to Zion are empty. No one travels to her appointed feasts. All the public places near her gates are deserted. Her priests groan. Her young women are sad. And Zion herself weeps bitterly.

“ City of Babylon, go down and sit in the dust. Leave your throne and sit on the ground. Queen city of the Babylonians, your life will not be comfortable and easy anymore.

Joshua and the elders of Israel became sad. Joshua tore his clothes. He fell in front of the ark of the Lord with his face to the ground. He remained there until evening. The elders did the same thing. They also sprinkled dust on their heads.

She put ashes on her head. She tore the beautiful robe she was wearing. She put her hands on her head and went away. She was weeping out loud as she went.

Those who once ate fine food are dying in the streets. Those who wore royal clothes are now lying on piles of trash.

Why are we sitting here? Let’s gather together! Let’s run to the cities that have high walls around them! Let’s die there! The Lord our God has sentenced us to death. He has given us poisoned water to drink. That’s because we’ve sinned against him.

Then Eliakim, the son of Hilkiah, went to Hezekiah. Eliakim was in charge of the palace. Shebna the secretary went with him. So did Joah, the son of Asaph. Joah kept the records. All of them went to Hezekiah with their clothes torn. They told him what the field commander had said.

Our elders don’t go to the city gate anymore. Our young men have stopped playing their music.

My people, mourn like a virgin who is dressed in the clothes of sadness. She is sad because she has lost the young man she was going to marry.

“ At that time“ the lovely young women and strong young men will faint because they are so thirsty.

The Lord himself has scattered them. He doesn’t watch over them anymore. No one shows the priests any respect. No one honors the elders.

They will shave their heads because of you. And they will put on the clothes of sadness. They will weep over you. Their spirits will be greatly troubled. They will be very sad.

So those who are wise keep quiet in times like these. That’s because the times are evil.

Our princes have been hung up by their hands. No one shows our elders any respect.

The Lord says,“ Queen city of the Babylonians, go into a dark prison. Sit there quietly. You will not be called the queen of kingdoms anymore.

They will throw dust on their heads. They will weep and mourn. They will cry out,“‘ How terrible! How terrible it is for you, great city! All who had ships on the sea became rich because of her wealth! In just one hour she has been destroyed!’