From above He has sent fire into my bones and it has laid them low. He has spread a net for my feet; He has turned me back; He has made me amazed and faint all the day.

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

Their heart cried to Jehovah. O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a torrent day and night; give yourself no rest. Let not the daughter of your eye cease.

He has led me and made me go in darkness and not into light.

He sits alone and keeps silence because He laid it on him.

Let us search and try our ways, and turn again to Jehovah.

Let us lift up our heart and hands to God in Heaven.

On the mountain of Zion is laid waste, the foxes walk on it.