For, with sweet droppings, drip the lips of her that is a stranger, and, smoother than oil, is her mouth; But, the latter end of her, is bitter as wormwood, sharp, as a two-edged sword!

Thou, knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion, Before thee, are all mine adversaries. Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, - Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any. But they put in my food - poison! And, for my thirst, they gave for my drink - vinegar!

He hath caused to enter my reins, the sons of his quiver; I have become a derision to all my people, their song all the day; He hath sated me with bitter things, hath drenched me with wormwood.

Then shall they eat the flesh, in the same night, - roast with fire, and with unleavened cakes, with bitter herbs, shall they eat it.

In the second month, on the fourteenth day between the two evenings, shall they keep it, - with unleavened cakes and bitter herbs, shall they eat it.

But I will pour out upon the house of David and upon the inhabitant of Jerusalem, the spirit of favour, and of supplications, and they will look unto me, whom they have pierced, - and will wail over him, as one waileth over an only son, and will make bitter outcry over him, as one maketh bitter outcry over a firstborn.