“See, O Lord, for I am in distress;
My spirit is greatly troubled;
My heart is overturned within me,
For I have been very rebellious.
In the street the sword slays;
In the house it is like death.

In dark places He has made me dwell,
Like those who have long been dead.

My soul has been rejected from peace;
I have forgotten happiness.

The punishment of your iniquity has been completed, O daughter of Zion;
He will exile you no longer.
But He will punish your iniquity, O daughter of Edom;
He will expose your sins!

Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers,
Our houses to aliens.

The joy of our hearts has ceased;
Our dancing has been turned into mourning.