10 The foe stretched out his handsto all her precious things;She has seen the nationsenter her sanctuary,Those you forbade to comeinto your assembly.
11 All her people groan,searching for bread;They give their precious things for food,to retain the breath of life.“Look, O Lord, and pay attentionto how I have been demeaned!
12 Come, all who pass by the way,pay attention and see:Is there any pain like my pain,which has been ruthlessly inflicted upon me,With which the Lord has tormented meon the day of his blazing wrath?
13 From on high he hurled fire downinto my very bones;He spread out a net for my feet,and turned me back.He has left me desolate,in misery all day long.
14 The yoke of my rebellions is bound together,fastened by his hand.His yoke is upon my neck;he has made my strength fail.The Lord has delivered me into the gripof those I cannot resist.
15 All my valiant warriorsmy Lord has cast away;He proclaimed a feast against meto crush my young men;My Lord has trodden in the wine pressvirgin daughter Judah.
16 For these things I weep—My eyes! My eyes!They stream with tears!How far from me is anyone to comfort,anyone to restore my life.My children are desolate;the enemy has prevailed.”