^3 (A)My tears have been my food day and night,
While they continually say to me,
^(B)“Where is your God?”

¹⁷ Let the priests, who minister to the Lord,
Weep ^(A)between the porch and the altar;
Let them say, ^(B)“Spare Your people, O Lord,
And do not give Your heritage to reproach,
That the nations should ^[a]rule over them.
^(C)Why should they say among the peoples,
‘Where is their God?’ ”

¹⁰ Then she who is my enemy will see,
And ^(A)shame will cover her who said to me,
^(B)“Where is the Lord your God?”
My eyes will see her;
Now she will be trampled down
Like mud in the streets.