O Lord, I have loved the beauty of Your house, and the place of the tabernacle of Your glory.

And He gave their strength into captivity, and their beauty into the enemy's hand.

Their priests fell by the sword; and their widows shall not be wept for.

and they changed their glory into the likeness of a calf that feeds on grass.

if the nations will change their gods, though they are not gods: but My people have changed their glory, [for that] from which they shall not be profited.

For even if they should rear their children, yet shall they be utterly bereaved. Wherefore also there is woe to them, [though] My flesh is of them.