I am poured out like water, and all My bones are separated; My heart is like wax, it has melted within Me.

Then I said, Woe is me! for I am undone! for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, Jehovah of Hosts.

For I will not contend forever, nor will I always be angry; for the spirit would grow faint before Me, and the souls I have made.

As the Mighty God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter,

And she said to them, Do not call me Naomi; call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.

Your fury has passed over me; Your terrors have cut me off.

Alas for the day! For the day of Jehovah is at hand. And it shall come as a destruction from the Almighty.