Lamentations 1.16 ~ Sorrow Water

For these things I weep, 
Not tears of joy.
Mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, 
Not tears of repentence.
Because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me,
This is the sorrow of the world that works death.
My children are desolate, 
And their devastation is all my fault.
Because the enemy prevailed
I weep.