CAB(i)
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping;
10 because of Your anger and Your wrath; for You have lifted me up, and dashed me down.
11 My days have declined like a shadow; and I am withered like grass.
12 But You, O Lord, endure forever, and Your memorial from generation to generation.
13 You shall arise, and have mercy upon Zion; for it is time to have mercy upon her, for the appointed time has come.
14 For Your servants have taken pleasure in her stones, and they shall pity her dust.