Lamentations 2:11; Job 30:27; Isaiah 16:11

11  rMy eyes are spent with weeping;

smy stomach churns;

tmy bile is poured out to the ground

ubecause of the destruction of the daughter of my people,

vbecause infants and babies wfaint

in the streets of the city.


27  My inward parts are in turmoil and never still;

days of affliction scome to meet me.


11  Therefore mmy inner parts moan like a lyre for Moab,

and my inmost self for Kir-hareseth.