²⁵ For our souls are crushed down to the dust: our bodies are stretched out on the earth.

²⁵ <DALETH> My soul is joined to the dust: O give me life, in keeping with your word.

¹¹ You let us be put in prison; chains were put on our legs.

¹² You let men go driving over our heads; we went through fire and through water; but you took us out into a wide place.

²³ And I will put it into the hand of your cruel masters, and of those whose yoke has been hard on you; who have said to your soul, Down on your face! so that we may go over you: and you have given your backs like the earth, even like the street, for them to go over.

⁵ Those who were used to feasting on delicate food are wasted in the streets: those who as children were dressed in purple are stretched out on the dust.