¹³ When he came, behold, Eli was sitting on his seat by the road watching; for his heart trembled for the ark of God. When the man came into the city, and told it, all the city cried out.

⁹ So Hannah rose up after they had eaten in Shiloh, and after they had drunk. Now Eli the priest was sitting on his seat by the door-post of the temple of Yahweh.

¹⁸ It happened, when he made mention of the ark of God, that [Eli] fell from off his seat backward by the side of the gate; and his neck broke, and he died: for he was an old man, and heavy. He had judged Israel forty years.

⁹ For the Canaanites and all the inhabitants of the land will hear of it, and will compass us round, and cut off our name from the earth: and what will you do for your great name?

³ They said to me, The remnant who are left of the captivity there in the province are in great affliction and reproach: the wall of Jerusalem also is broken down, and the gates of it are burned with fire.

⁴ It happened, when I heard these words, that I sat down and wept, and mourned certain days; and I fasted and prayed before the God of heaven,

⁸ Yahweh, I love the habitation of your house, The place where your glory dwells.

¹ > God, the nations have come into your inheritance. They have defiled your holy temple. They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.

² They have given the dead bodies of your servants to be food for the birds of the sky, The flesh of your saints to the animals of the earth.

³ Their blood they have shed like water around Jerusalem. There was no one to bury them.

⁴ We have become a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and derision to those who are around us.

⁵ How long, Yahweh? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?

⁶ Pour out your wrath on the nations that don't know you; On the kingdoms that don't call on your name;

⁷ For they have devoured Jacob, And destroyed his homeland.

⁸ Don't hold the iniquities of our forefathers against us. Let your tender mercies speedily meet us, For we are in desperate need.

⁴ How can we sing Yahweh's song in a foreign land?

⁵ If I forget you, Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill.

⁶ Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don't remember you; If I don't prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.