Her filthiness is in her skirts, She has soiled her name. She remembereth not her last end, The days when the Lord held her hand. Therefore she came down wonderfully, She faced her divine appointment. She had no comforter, No loving-kindness. O Lord, behold my affliction, No hearing ear. For the enemy hath magnified himself, No protecting pinions.
Lamentations 1:9 ~ Her Filthiness
