Chapter 3 50 Till the LORD look down, and behold from heaven.51 Mine eye affecteth mine heart because of all the daughters of my city.52 Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.54 Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.55 I called upon thy name, O LORD, out of the low dungeon.56 Thou hast heard my voice: hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry.57 Thou drewest near in the day that I called upon thee: thou saidst, Fear not.58 O LORD, thou hast pleaded the causes of my soul; thou hast redeemed my life.59 O LORD, thou hast seen my wrong: judge thou my cause.60 Thou hast seen all their vengeance and all their imaginations against me.61 Thou hast heard their reproach, O LORD, and all their imaginations against me;62 The lips of those that rose up against me, and their device against me all the day.63 Behold their sitting down, and their rising up; I am their musick.64 Render unto them a recompence, O LORD, according to the work of their hands.65 Give them sorrow of heart, thy curse unto them.66 Persecute and destroy them in anger from under the heavens of the LORD.
Chapter 4 1 How is the gold become dim! how is the most fine gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary are poured out in the top of every street.2 The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!3 Even the sea monsters draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones: the daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.