(Tsade) The Lord is right to judge me! Yes, I rebelled against his commands. Please listen, all you nations, and look at my suffering! My young women and men have gone into exile.

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit upon the ground, and keep silence: they have cast up dust upon their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: the virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

(Tsade) Cry out from your heart to the Lord, O wall of Daughter Zion! Make your tears flow like a river all day and all night long! Do not rest; do not let your tears stop!

Thou dost call as at a day of appointment, My fears from round about, And there hath not been in the day of the anger of Jehovah, An escaped and remaining one, They whom I stretched out and nourished, My enemy hath consumed!

ו VavHe ground my teeth on gravel
and made me cower in the dust.

He putteth his mouth in the dust; if so be there may be hope.

Let us test and examine our ways,
And let us return to the Lord.

Thou hast covered Thyself with anger, And dost pursue us; Thou hast slain -- Thou hast not pitied.

Offscouring and refuse Thou dost make us In the midst of the peoples.

(Tsade) For no good reason my enemies hunted me down like a bird.

Those who were used to feasting on delicate food are wasted in the streets: those who as children were dressed in purple are stretched out on the dust.

(Tsade) Our enemies hunted us down at every step so that we could not walk about in our streets. Our end drew near, our days were numbered, for our end had come!

The crown has fallen from our head [our honor is covered with dust]!
Woe to us, for we have sinned!

Thou, O Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, dost remain, Thy throne, from generation to generation:

Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?