“Let all their wickedness come before You;
And deal with them as You have dealt with me
For all my transgressions;
For my groans are many and my heart is faint.”

Their heart cried out to the Lord,
“O wall of the daughter of Zion,
Let your tears run down like a river day and night;
Give yourself no relief,
Let your eyes have no rest.

He has driven me and made me walk
In darkness and not in light.

Let him sit alone and be silent
Since He has laid it on him.

Let him put his mouth in the dust,
Perhaps there is hope.

Let him give his cheek to the smiter,
Let him be filled with reproach.

Let us examine and probe our ways,
And let us return to the Lord.