¹¹ Mis ojos desfallecieron de lágrimas, rugieron mis entrañas, Mi hígado se derramó por tierra por el quebrantamiento de la hija de mi pueblo, Cuando desfallecía el niño y el que mamaba, en las plazas de la ciudad.

¹ The Mighty One, God, Yahweh, speaks, and calls the earth from sunrise to sunset.

² Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines forth.

³ Our God comes, and does not keep silent. A fire devours before him. It is very stormy around him.

⁴ He calls to the heavens above, to the earth, that he may judge his people:

⁵ "Gather my saints together to me, those who have made a covenant with me by sacrifice."