⁴⁸ Rivers of water are running down from my eyes, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

¹ If only my head was a stream of waters and my eyes fountains of weeping, so that I might go on weeping day and night for the dead of the daughter of my people!

¹¹ My eyes are wasted with weeping, the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved, my inner parts are drained out on the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because of the young children and babies at the breast who are falling without strength in the open squares of the town.

¹³⁶ Rivers of water are flowing from my eyes, because men do not keep your law.

¹⁸ Let them quickly make cries of sorrow for us, so that drops may be flowing from our eyes till they are streaming with water.

¹⁷ But if you do not give ear to it, my soul will be weeping in secret for your pride; my eye will be weeping bitterly, streaming with water, because the Lord's flock has been taken away as prisoners.

¹⁶ For these things I am weeping; my eye is streaming with water; because the comforter who might give me new life is far from me: my children are made waste, because the hater is strong.

¹⁸ Let your cry go up to the Lord: O wall of the daughter of Zion, let your weeping be flowing down like a stream day and night; give yourself no rest, let not your eyes keep back the drops of sorrow.

¹⁹ My soul, my soul! I am pained to my inmost heart; my heart is troubled in me; I am not able to be quiet, because the sound of the horn, the note of war, has come to my ears.

¹ I say what is true in Christ, and not what is false, my mind giving witness with me in the Holy Spirit,

² That I am full of sorrow and pain without end.

³ For I have a desire to take on myself the curse for my brothers, my family in the flesh: