47 Fear and a snare is come upon us, desolation and destruction.
48 My eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49 My eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
50 Till the LORD shall look down, and behold from heaven.
51 My eye affecteth my heart because of all the daughters of my city.
52 My enemies chased me fiercely, like a bird without cause.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.