10 I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
11 Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
12 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
13 But you, O Lord, are eternal; and your name will never come to an end.
14 You will again get up and have mercy on Zion: for the time has come for her to be comforted.
15 For your servants take pleasure in her stones, looking with love on her dust.
16 So the nations will give honour to the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth will be in fear of his glory:
