⁹ Uncleanness has soiled her skirts,
    and she gave no thought to what would follow.
She fell in such a startling way,
    with no one to comfort her.
Look, Lord, upon my affliction,
    because my enemy is boasting.

¹⁰ The adversary seized in his hands
    everything she valued.
She watched the nations^[a]
    enter her sanctuary;
those you forbade to enter
    your place of meeting.

¹¹ All her people groaned
    as they searched for food.
They traded their valuables in order to eat,
    to keep themselves alive.^[b]
Look, Lord, and see
    how I have become dishonored.