9 ‘My head should be like a pool of water.
    My eyes should be like a river of tears.
Then I would never stop crying
    for my dear people who have died in war.
² I would like to live in a hut in the desert.
    Then I could leave my people.
    I could forget about them.
They have all turned away from God.
    They have not been faithful to him.
They are a crowd of people that nobody can trust.’

‘The tongues of these people speak lies,
    like the bows of soldiers shoot arrows.
They have become powerful in the land,
    but they have used lies to do that.
They do more and more evil things,
    and they do not respect me.