The Sorrows of a Widow

How lonely she lies, once so full of herself, Once honoured by the whole world, she is now a widow, The noble lady has fallen into slavery All night long she cries; tears run down her cheeks, Of all her former friends, not one is left to comfort her Her allies have betrayed her and all are now against her. Her people are helpless who are forced away from home. They live in other lands with no place to call their own They are surrounded by enemies with no way to escape. Her enemies robbed her of all her treasures, They have succeeded and hold her in their power. Her children have been captured and taken away. Her children groan as they look for something to eat. They exchange their treasures for food to keep themselves alive Her downfall is terrible with no one to comfort her. Her enemies have won and she cries to the LORD for mercy.