48 Pe My eyes stream with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49 Ain My eyes run down, and cease not, for there is no relief,
50 Ain Until the Lord looks down, and beholds from the heavens.
51 Ain My eyes make my soul sad because of all the daughters of my city.
52 Tzaddi My enemies hunted me like a bird, without cause.
53 Tzaddi They bound up my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
54 Tzaddi Waters flowed over my head; then I said, I am dead.