15. The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
16. The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned!
17. For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
18. Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
19. Thou, O Lord, remainest for ever; thy throne from generation to generation.