Thou didst cover over thyself with a cloud from a prayer passing through.
O Jehovah, God of armies, how long didst thou smoke against the prayer of thy people?
Thou gavest them to eat the bread of tears, and thou wilt give them to drink in tears by measure.
A cloud and darkness round about him: justice and judgment the preparing of his throne.
And Jehovah will say to me, Thou shalt not pray for this people for good.
And Jehovah will say to me, If Moses shall stand, and Samuel, before my face, my soul not to this people: casting from my face they shall go forth.
How will Jehovah in his anger cover the daughter of Zion! he cast down from the heavens to the earth the beauty of Israel, and he remembered not the footstool of his feet in the day of his anger.
Also when I shall exclaim and cry out, he stopped my prayer.
And it will be as he called and they heard not; so they shall call, and I will not hear, said Jehovah of armies: