²⁸ Let them sit alone in silence
    beneath the Lord’s demands.

¹⁷ I never joined the people in their merry feasts.
    I sat alone because your hand was on me.
    I was filled with indignation at their sins.

¹⁰ 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.

⁷ I lie awake,
    lonely as a solitary bird on the roof.

⁹ I am silent before you; I won’t say a word,
    for my punishment is from you.