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.”
17 Zion stretches out her hands,with no one to comfort her;The Lord has ordered against Jacobhis foes all around;Jerusalem has become in their midsta thing unclean.
18 “The Lord is in the right;I had defied his command.Listen, all you peoples,and see my pain:My young women and young menhave gone into captivity.