¹⁹ Oh, my anguish, my anguish!^(A)
    I writhe in pain.^(B)
Oh, the agony of my heart!
    My heart pounds^(C) within me,
    I cannot keep silent.^(D)
For I have heard the sound of the trumpet;^(E)
    I have heard the battle cry.^(F)

³¹ I hear a cry as of a woman in labor,^(A)
    a groan as of one bearing her first child—
the cry of Daughter Zion^(B) gasping for breath,^(C)
    stretching out her hands^(D) and saying,
“Alas! I am fainting;
    my life is given over to murderers.”^(E)

“‘Let my eyes overflow with tears^(A)
    night and day without ceasing;
for the Virgin^(B) Daughter, my people,
    has suffered a grievous wound,
    a crushing blow.^(C)