Chapter 5 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.20 Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?21 Turn thou us unto thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.22 But thou hast utterly rejected us; thou art very wroth against us.