Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my soul is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.

They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have announced, and they shall be like unto me.

Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.

My eyes do fail with tears, my soul is troubled, my heart is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the infants faint in the streets of the city.

Their heart cried unto the Lord, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give yourself no relief; let not your eyes rest.

Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.

He has caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my heart.

Let us lift up our heart with our hands unto God in the heavens.

My eye affects my heart because of all the daughters of my city.

My enemies chased me hard, like a bird, without cause.

You have heard my voice: hide not your ear at my breathing, at my cry.

You have heard their reproach, O LORD, and all their plots against me;

Give them sorrow of heart, your curse unto them.

The joy of our heart has ceased; our dance has turned into mourning.

For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.