because the enemy is lifted up.

1:10. Jod. The enemy hath put out his hand to all her desirable things:
for she hath seen the Gentiles enter into her sanctuary, of whom thou
gavest commandment that they should not enter into thy church.

1:11. Caph. All her people sigh, they seek bread: they have given all
their precious things for food to relieve the soul: see, 0 Lord, and
consider, for I am become vile. 1:12. Lamed. O all ye that pass by the
way, attend, and see if there be any sorrow like to my sorrow: for he
hath made a vintage of me, as the Lord spoke in the day of his fierce
anger.

1:13. Mem. From above he hath sent fire into my bones, and hath
chastised me: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back:
he hath made me desolate, wasted with sorrow all the day long.

1:14. Nun. The yoke of my iniquities hath watched: they are folded
together in his hand, and put upon my neck: my strength is weakened: the
Lord hath delivered me into a hand, out of which I am not able to rise.
1:15. Samech. The Lord hath taken away all my mighty men out of the
midst of me: he hath called against me the time, to destroy my chosen
men: the Lord hath trodden the winepress for the virgin daughter of
Juda.

1:16. Ain. Therefore do I weep, and my eyes run down with water: because
the comforter, the relief of my soul, is far from me: my children are
desolate because the enemy hath prevailed.

1:17. Phe. Sion hath spread forth her hands, there is none to comfort
her: the Lord hath commanded against Jacob, his enemies are round about
him: Jerusalem is as a menstruous woman among them.

1:18. Sade. The Lord is just, for I have provoked his mouth to wrath:
hear, I pray you, all ye people, and see my sorrow: my virgins, and my
young men are gone into captivity.

1:19. Coph. I called for my friends, but they deceived me: my priests
and my ancients pined away in the city: while they sought their food, to
relieve their souls.

1:20. Res. Behold, 0 Lord, for I am in distress, my bowels are troubled:
my heart is turned within me, for I am full of bitterness: abroad the
sword destroyeth and at home there is death alike.

1:21. Sin. They have heard that I sigh, and there is none to comfort me:
all my enemies have heard of my evil, they have rejoiced that thou hast
done it: thou hast brought a day of consolation, and they shall be like
unto me.

1:22. Thau. Let all their evil be present before thee: and make vintage
of them,