You have wrapped yourself with anger and pursued us, killing without pity;
you have wrapped yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can pass through.
You have made us filth and rubbish among the peoples.
All our enemies have opened their mouths against us;
panic and pitfall have come upon us, devastation and destruction.
My eyes flow with rivers of tears because of the destruction of my people.
My eyes will flow without ceasing, without respite,
until the Lord from heaven looks down and sees.
My eyes cause me grief at the fate of all the young women in my city.
Those who were my enemies without cause have hunted me like a bird;
they flung me alive into a pit and hurled stones on me;