¹¹ All her people sigh.
    They seek bread.
    They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh their soul.
“Look, Yahweh, and see;
    for I have become despised.”

¹² “Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by?
    Look, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow,
    which is brought on me,
    with which Yahweh has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

¹³ “From on high has he sent fire into my bones,
    and it prevails against them.
He has spread a net for my feet.
    He has turned me back.
    He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

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.”