¹⁹ Arise, cry aloud in the night, At the beginning of the watches. Pour out as water thy heart, Over against the face of the Lord, Lift up unto Him thy hands, for the soul of thine infants, Who are feeble with hunger at the head of all out-places.

⁸ Trust in Him at all times, O people, Pour forth before Him your heart, God `is' a refuge for us. Selah.

⁹ `With' my soul I desired Thee in the night, Also, `with' my spirit within me I seek Thee earnestly, For when Thy judgments `are' on the earth, The inhabitants of the world have learned righteousness.

² I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.

¹⁵ And Hannah answereth and saith, `No, my lord, A woman sharply pained in spirit I `am', and wine and strong drink I have not drunk, and I pour out my soul before Jehovah;

¹⁴⁷ I have gone forward in the dawn, and I cry, For Thy word I have hoped.

¹⁴⁸ Mine eyes have gone before the watches, To meditate in Thy saying.

⁸ By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song `is' with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

²⁰ Thy sons have been wrapt up, they have lain down, At the head of all out places, as a wild ox `in' a net, They are full of the fury of Jehovah, The rebuke of Thy God.

¹¹ Consumed by tears have been my eyes, Troubled have been my bowels, Poured out to the earth hath been my liver, For the breach of the daughter of my people; In infant and suckling being feeble, In the broad places of the city,

¹² To their mothers they say, `Where `are' corn and wine?' In their becoming feeble as a pierced one In the broad places of the city, In their soul pouring itself out into the bosom of their mothers.

¹² And it came to pass in those days, he went forth to the mountain to pray, and was passing the night in the prayer of God,

³⁵ watch ye, therefore, for ye have not known when the lord of the house doth come, at even, or at midnight, or at cock-crowing, or at the morning;

³⁵ And very early, it being yet night, having risen, he went forth, and went away to a desert place, and was there praying;

²⁵ And in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went away to them, walking upon the sea,

² Hear the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee, In my lifting up my hands toward thy holy oracle.

²⁴ For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.

⁶ And they are gathered to Mizpeh, and draw water, and pour out before Jehovah, and fast on that day, and say there, `We have sinned against Jehovah;' and Samuel judgeth the sons of Israel in Mizpeh.

¹⁹ And Gideon cometh -- and the hundred men who `are' with him -- into the extremity of the camp, `at' the beginning of the middle watch (it hath only just confirmed the watchmen), and they blow with trumpets -- dashing in pieces also the pitchers which `are' in their hand;

⁴ So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands.

⁵⁵ I have remembered in the night Thy name, O Jehovah, And I do keep Thy law.

² Lift up your hands `in' the sanctuary, And bless ye Jehovah.

² My prayer is prepared -- incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands -- the evening present.

¹ How is the gold become dim, Changed the best -- the pure gold? Poured out are stones of the sanctuary At the head of all out-places.

² The precious sons of Zion, Who are comparable with fine gold, How have they been reckoned earthen bottles, Work of the hands of a potter.

³ Even dragons have drawn out the breast, They have suckled their young ones, The daughter of my people is become cruel, Like the ostriches in a wilderness.

⁴ Cleaved hath the tongue of a suckling unto his palate with thirst, Infants asked bread, a dealer out they have none.

⁵ Those eating of dainties have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills.

⁶ And greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people, Than the sin of Sodom, That was overturned as `in' a moment, And no hands were stayed on her.

⁷ Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form.

⁸ Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered -- it hath been as wood.

⁹ Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field.

¹⁰ Therefore fathers do eat sons in thy midst, And sons eat their fathers, And I have done in thee judgments, And have scattered all thy remnant to every wind.

¹⁶ In My sending the evil arrows of famine among them, That have been for destruction, That I send to destroy you, And famine I am adding upon you, And I have broken to you the staff of bread.

⁸ I wish, therefore, that men pray in every place, lifting up kind hands, apart from anger and reasoning;

¹⁰ Even she doth become an exile, She hath gone into captivity, Even her sucklings are dashed to pieces At the top of all out-places, And for her honoured ones they cast a lot, And all her great ones have been bound in fetters.