Let all their wickedness come before you. Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions. For my groans are many, and my heart is faint.

Their heart cried to the Lord. O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night. Give yourself no respite; do not let your tears cease.

Let him sit alone and keep silence when he is disciplining him.

Let him put his mouth to the dust, there may yet be hope.

Let him give his cheek to him who strikes him; let him be filled with insults.

Let us examine and search our ways, and return to the LORD.

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