The mighty wall of Yerusalem is broken down!
In great distress,
The stress of life,
But to press on with the truth.
Dishonour,
Seeing the negative eyes of nature;
Dress, address!
To sit down and weep;
No sleep! !
To mourn,
Sadness!
Broken down.
Attentive ears! ! !
To open my eyes to the truth;
Works of humility,
Works of faithfulness,
Even though in distress.
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