² She weeps bitterly in the night,
    her tears are on her cheeks;
she has no comforter
    among all her lovers.
All her friends have been unfaithful to her;
    they have become her enemies.

⁹ Her uncleanness was in her skirts;
    she did not remember her future,
she has descended beyond understanding,
    there is no comforter for her.
See, O Yahweh, my persecution!
    My enemy has been made great!

¹⁶ For these things, I am weeping,
    my eyes flow with tears;^[a]
because a comforter is far from me,
    one to restore my life.
My sons are desolate
    because the enemy has prevailed.

²¹ They hear that I was groaning;
    there is no comforter for me.
All my enemies have heard my misery,
    they are pleased that you have done it.
Bring that day that you have proclaimed,^[a]
    And let them be like me.