47. Fear and a snare have come upon us, Shame and ruin.
48. Streams of water run down my eye For the ruin of the daughter of my people.
49. My eye flows out and does not cease, Without stopping,
50. Until יהוה looks down and sees from the heavens.
51. My eye pains my being Because of all the daughters of my city.
52. My enemies hunted me down Like a bird, without cause.
53. They have cut off my life in the pit, And they threw stones at me.