The Lord was minded to bring down in ruins the walls of the daughter of Zion; he took their measure with his line and did not scruple to demolish her; he made rampart and wall lament, and both together lay dejected. My eyes are blinded with tears, my bowels writhe in anguish. In my bitterness my bile is spilt on the earth. The daughters of my people and the sucking child faint away in the streets of the town. Jerusalem, turn again to the Lord your God.