³ In their streets they have girded themselves with ^(A)sackcloth;
^(B)On their housetops and in their squares
Everyone is wailing, ^[a](C)dissolved in tears.

9 ^[a](A)Oh that my head were waters
And my eyes a fountain of tears,
That I might weep day and night
For the slain of the ^(B)daughter of my people!