Lamentations 5:17

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.