44. You wrapped yourself in a cloud,which no prayer could pierce.
45. You have made us filth and rubbishamong the peoples.
46. They have opened their mouths against us,all our enemies;
47. Panic and the pit have been our lot,desolation and destruction;
48. My eyes stream with tears over the destructionof the daughter of my people.
49. My eyes will flow without ceasing,without rest,
50. Until the Lord from heavenlooks down and sees.
51. I am tormented by the sightof all the daughters of my city.