⁴ The roads to Zion mourn,
    for no pilgrims now come to her festivals.
All of her gateways are deserted;
    her priests groan,
her young maidens are grief-stricken
    and their fate is bitter.
⁵ Her foes have become her masters,
    and her enemies prosper,
for the Lord has made her suffer
    for her endless transgressions.
Her children are no longer there,
    having been taken captive by their oppressor.
⁶ Every vestige of splendor
    has departed from the daughter of Zion.^[a]
Her princes have become like stags
    that can find no pasture;
with their strength exhausted
    they flee before their pursuers.