The Lord has trodden under foot all my mighty men in the midst of me: he has called an assembly against me to crush my young men: the Lord has trodden the virgin, the daughter of Judah, as in a winepress.

I called for my lovers, but they deceived me: my priests and my elders died in the city, while they sought their food to relieve their souls.

You have called as in a solemn day my terrors round about, so that in the day of the LORD'S anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have cared for and brought up has my enemy consumed.

I called upon your name, O LORD, out of the lowest dungeon.

You drew near in the day that I called upon you: you said, Fear not.