Jerusalem keeps in mind, in the days of her sorrow and of her wanderings, all the desired things which were hers in days gone by; when her people came into the power of her hater and she had no helper, her attackers saw their desire effected on her and made sport of her destruction.

Her uncleanness is in her skirts, She hath not remembered her latter end, And she cometh down wonderfully, There is no comforter for her. See, O Jehovah, mine affliction, For exerted himself hath an enemy.

(Lamed) Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by on the road? Look and see! Is there any pain like mine? The Lord has afflicted me, he has inflicted it on me when he burned with anger.

For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.

I called for my lovers, but they deceived me: My priests and mine elders gave up the ghost in the city, While they sought them food to refresh their souls.

See, O Yahweh, that I am in distress, Mine inward parts, are in ferment, My heart is turned within me, for I have obstinately rebelled, - Without, bereaveth the sword, Within, is like death,

They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: Thou wilt bring the day that thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto me.

Mine eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled; My liver is poured upon the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, Because the young children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.

Thou hast called, as in the day of a solemn assembly, my terrors on every side; And there was none that escaped or remained in the day of Jehovah's anger: Those that I have dandled and brought up hath mine enemy consumed.

And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.

Keep in mind my trouble and my wandering, the bitter root and the poison.

My mind keeps reflecting on it, and I become depressed.

But this I call to mind; therefore I have hope:

Mine eye runneth down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,

Mine eye affecteth my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.

They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.

Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.

My voice, thou hast heard, - do not close thine ear to my respite, to mine outcry;

The lips of mine enemies, and their devices that they take against me, all the day long.

Keep in mind, O Lord, what has come to us: take note and see our shame.