Eternal One: Think this over, and summon the mourners.
        Send for the women who will chant the dirge, that they may come.
¹⁸     Let them be quick about it: weep and wail,
        that our eyes may fill with tears that streak down our faces.
¹⁹     Listen to the voice of sorrow weeping from Zion herself:
        “We are ruined. All that remains for us is great shame.
    Now we must leave this land that was ours;
        they have torn down our houses.”