³ My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

¹⁰ Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of thy servants which is shed.

² Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is now their God?

¹⁷ Let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O Lord, and give not thine heritage to reproach, that the heathen should rule over them: wherefore should they say among the people, Where is their God?

⁵ Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

¹⁰ As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

⁹ For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.

¹⁰ Then she that is mine enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her which said unto me, Where is the Lord thy God? mine eyes shall behold her: now shall she be trodden down as the mire of the streets.

¹² And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.

⁸ He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.