All that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?
Lamentations 3:54
Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.
Lamentations 5:16
The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned!