Like a crane [or] a swallow, so I chattered; I mourned like a dove; My eyes fail [from looking] upward. O LORD, I am oppressed; Undertake for me!

We all growl like bears, And moan sadly like doves; We look for justice, but [there is] none; For salvation, [but] it is far from us.

And a great multitude of the people followed Him, and women who also mourned and lamented Him.

And the whole crowd who came together to that sight, seeing what had been done, beat their breasts and returned.