⁹ Her uncleanness was in her skirts;
    she did not remember her future,
she has descended beyond understanding,
    there is no comforter for her.
See, O Yahweh, my persecution!
    My enemy has been made great!
¹⁰ The enemy has stretched out his hand
    over all her treasures;
for she has seen the nations,
    they entered her sanctuary,
those whom you commanded not to enter
    in your assembly.
¹¹ All her people groan,
    they are searching for bread.
They give their treasures for food,
    to bring back life.
See, O Yahweh, and look,
    how I am despised.