My voice was thin and weak, And I moaned like a dove. My eyes grew tired from looking to heaven. LORD, rescue me from all this trouble.

We are frightened and distressed. We long for God to save us from oppression and wrong, but nothing happens.

A large crowd of people followed him; among them were some women who were weeping and wailing for him.

When the people who had gathered there to watch the spectacle saw what happened, they all went back home, beating their breasts in sorrow.