Lamentations 1:20

¹¹My eyes fail with tears. My heart is troubled. My bile is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

¹⁵“‘The sword is outside, and the pestilence and the famine within. He who is in the field will die by the sword. He who is in the city will be devoured by famine and pestilence.

¹³He who conceals his sins doesn’t prosper, but whoever confesses and renounces them finds mercy.

¹¹Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.

²⁵Outside the sword will bereave, and in the rooms, terror on both young man and virgin, the nursing infant with the gray-haired man.

¹⁹My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

²⁷My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

³⁵“Yet you said, ‘I am innocent. Surely his anger has turned away from me.’ “Behold, I will judge you, because you say, ‘I have not sinned.’

²⁷He sings before men, and says, ‘I have sinned, and perverted that which was right, and it didn’t profit me.

¹⁴I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.