¹⁰ As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

³ My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

¹⁷ Let the priests, the ministers of Jehovah, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O Jehovah, and give not thy heritage to reproach, that the nations should rule over them: wherefore should they say among the peoples, Where is their God?

¹⁸ There is that speaketh rashly like the piercings of a sword; But the tongue of the wise is health.

¹⁰ Then mine enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her who said unto me, Where is Jehovah thy God? Mine eyes shall see `my desire' upon her; now shall she be trodden down as the mire of the streets.

³⁵ yea and a sword shall pierce through thine own soul; that thoughts out of many hearts may be revealed.