How lonely sits the city

that was full of people...!

She weeps bitterly in the night,
tears on her cheeks....

All her people groan
as they search for bread....

"Is it nothing to you,
all you who pass by?

"Look and see
if there is any sorrow like my sorrow..."

Lamentations 1:1a,2a,11a,12a
(from today's Office of Readings)