¹⁴ “The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand.
    They are knit together.
    They have come up on my neck.
    He made my strength fail.
The Lord^[a] has delivered me into their hands,
    against whom I am not able to stand.

¹⁵ “The Lord has set at nothing all my mighty men within me.
    He has called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men.
    The Lord has trodden the virgin daughter of Judah as in a wine press.

¹⁶ “For these things I weep.
    My eye, my eye runs down with water,
    because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me.
My children are desolate,
    because the enemy has prevailed.”