¹⁸ Let them come quickly to raise a lament over us
so that our eyes may overflow with tears,
our eyelids soaked with weeping.

¹¹ My eyes are worn out from weeping;^(A)
I am churning within.
My heart is poured out in grief^[a](B)
because of the destruction of my dear people,^(C)
because children and infants faint
in the streets of the city.^(D)

¹⁸ The hearts of the people cry out to the Lord.
Wall of Daughter Zion,^(A)
let your tears run down like a river
day and night.^(B)
Give yourself no relief
and your^[a] eyes no rest.