Thomson(i)
1 The Oracle concerning the valley of Sion. What aileth thee, that you are all now gone up to the house tops?
2 This vain city is full of people shouting. Thy slain are not slain with the sword; nor have thy dead died in battle.
3 All thy chiefs have fled and they who are taken are cruelly bound. Even the mighty men in thee have fled far away.
4 Therefore I said, "Let me alone; let me weep bitterly: labour not to comfort me, for this distress of the daughter of my people.