Her filthiness was in her skirts; she did not remember her latter end; therefore her fall was astonishing; she has no comforter. "Look, LORD, on my affliction, for the enemy has magnified himself."

Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, with which the LORD has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back. He has made me desolate and faint all the day.

My transgressions are bound into a yoke; by his hand they are fastened together, they are set upon my neck; he has made my strength to fail. The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.

The Lord has rejected all my mighty men in my midst; he has called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men. The Lord has trodden as in a winepress the virgin daughter of Judah.

For these things I weep; my eyes, my eyes flow with tears; because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.

The LORD is righteous, for I have rebelled against his commandment. Please listen all you people, and see my suffering. My virgins and my young men have gone into captivity.

I called for my lovers, but they deceived me. My priests and my elders perished in the city, while they searched for food to refresh their souls.

See, LORD, for I am in distress; my stomach churns; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled. Outside the sword bereaves, inside there is death.

They have heard that I groan; there is none to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it. Bring the day that you have proclaimed, so that they shall end up like me.

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.

My eyes are worn out from weeping, my stomach is churning. My heart is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants faint in the streets of the city.

What shall I testify of you? What shall I liken to you, daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare to you, that I may comfort you, virgin daughter of Zion? For your ruin is great like the sea. Who can heal you?

The youth and the old man lie on the ground in the streets; my virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword. You have killed them in the day of your anger; you have slaughtered, without pity.

You have called, as in the day of a solemn assembly, my terrors on every side. There was none that escaped or remained in the day of the LORD's anger. Those that I have borne and brought up has my enemy destroyed.

He has led me and caused me to walk in darkness, and not in light.

Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.

My flesh and my skin he has made old; he has broken my bones.

He has built against me, and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.

He has made me to dwell in dark places, like those that have been long dead.

He has walled me in, so I can't escape; he has made my chains heavy.

Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

He has walled up my ways with cut stone; he has made my paths crooked.

He is to me as a bear lying in wait, as a lion in hiding.

He has obstructed my path, and torn me in pieces; he has made me desolate.

He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.

He has caused the arrows of his quiver to pierce my inward parts.

I have become a laughingstock to all my people, and their song all the day.

He has filled me with bitterness, he has given me in full measure wormwood.

He has also broken my teeth with gravel; he has pressed me down in the dust.

You have removed my soul far away from peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.

And I said, "My strength and my hope has perished from the LORD."

Remember my affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

My soul considers them, and is depressed.

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

"The LORD is my portion," says my soul, "therefore I will hope in him."

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

For though he may cause grief, yet he will have compassion according to the abundance of his loving kindness.

Streams of tears run down from my eyes because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.

My tears flow and do not cease, without respite,

My eyes bring my soul grief, because of all the daughters of my city.

They have chased me relentlessly like a bird, those who are my enemies without cause.

They have cut off my life in a pit, and have cast a stone on me.

Waters flowed over my head; I said, 'I am finished.'

You heard my voice; do not hide your ear at my sighs, to my cry.

Lord, you have taken up the case for my soul; you have redeemed my life.

LORD, you have seen the wrong done to me; judge my case.

You have seen all their vengeance and all their plots against me.

You have heard their insults, LORD, and all their plots against me.

The lips of those that rose up against me, and their plots against me all day long.

Even the jackals offer the breast, they nurse their young ones, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.

For the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the sin of Sodom, which was overthrown in an instant, and no hands were laid on her.

The hands of the compassionate women have cooked their own children; they were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.