Cried hath their heart unto the Lord; O wall of the daughter of Zion, Cause to go down as a stream tears daily and nightly, Give not rest to thyself, Let not the daughter of thine eye stand still.

My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.

Good! when one doth stay and stand still For the salvation of Jehovah.

It is good for a man to bear the yoke
while he is still young.

{Yod} He sitteth alone, he holdeth him still, and dwelleth quietly by himself.

Let him put his mouth in the dust—
perhaps there is still hope.

For though he sends grief, still he will have pity in the full measure of his love.

Why should any living mortal, or any man,
Complain [of punishment] in view of his sins?

Our eyes still failed for our vain help; in our watching, we have watched for a nation that did not save.

Wherefore wilt thou still forget us, and forsake us so long?

Unless You have utterly rejected us
And are exceedingly angry with us.