Fled from cherished Zion are all that were her splendor. Her princes have become like deer that cannot find their feeding grounds. They flee with strength exhausted from their pursuers.

My rebellion was bound [as] a yoke, with his hand it was fastened together; it was put on my neck [and] caused my strength to fail. The Lord gave me into the hands [of those whom] I cannot withstand.

“See, O Lord, how distressed I am!
My spirit is deeply disturbed;
My heart is overturned within me and cannot rest,
For I have been very rebellious.
In the street the sword kills and bereaves;
In the house there is [famine, disease and] death!

He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.

You have covered yourself in a cloud {so that prayer cannot pass through}.

{Pe} Mine eyes run, and cannot cease, for there is no rest.

The hands of kind-hearted women have been boiling their children; they were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

They wander as blind men in the streets, they are polluted with blood, So that men cannot touch their garments.

"Go away! Unclean!" they shouted at them. "Go away! Go away! Don't touch!" When they fled away and wandered, those among the nations decreed, "They cannot live here!"

They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.