44. You have covered Yourself with a cloud So that no prayer can pass through.
45. You have made us mere offscouring and refuse In the midst of the peoples.
46. All our enemies have opened their mouths against us.
47. Panic and pitfall have befallen us, Devastation and destruction;
48. My eyes run down with streams of water Because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49. My eyes pour down unceasingly, Without stopping,
50. Until the Lord looks down And sees from heaven.
51. My eyes bring pain to my soul Because of all the daughters of my city.