¹⁸ 錫安民的心哀求主。錫安的城牆啊，願你流淚如河，晝夜不息；願你眼中的瞳人淚流不止。

²¹ 他們大大張口攻擊我，說：阿哈，阿哈，我們的眼已經看見了！

⁷ He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.