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the sword destroyeth, and at home there is death alike. Therefore do
I weep, and My eyes run down with water.

                    Behold, O Lord, My affliction, because the enemy is lifted up. See, O Lord, and consider, for I am
                        become vile and wasted with sorrow all the day long. My eyes have failed with weeping, My bowels are
troubled, My liver is poured out upon the earth.

                    My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass. There is no health in My flesh,
                    because of Thy wrath. There is no peace for My bones, because of My sins. For My iniquities are
                            gone over My head, and as a heavy burden are become heavy upon Me. I am become miserable, and am
bowed down even to the end. I walked sorrowful all the day long.

                        Hear, I pray you, all ye people, and see My sorrow. O all ye that pass by the way, attend, and see
if there be any sorrow like to My
sorrow. My heart hath expected reproach and misery. And I looked
                    for one that would grieve together with Me, but there was none: and for one that would comfort
Me, and I found none.

                        O My people, what have I done to thee, or wherein have I afflicted thee? Answer Me. Because I led
                    thee out of the land of Egypt and through the desert forty years, and fed thee with manna, and
        brought thee into a land exceeding good, thou hast prepared a Cross for thy Savior.
 
Psalm 37:4-7; Psalm 68:21; Psalm 101:12;
Lamentations 1:9,11-13,16-20; Lamentations 2:11,12,14;
Roman Missal, Good Friday "Reproaches "