Then I said, “I am banished from your sight! How will I again look upon your holy temple?”
The waters flowed over my head: and I said, “I am lost!”
Surely, I wait for the Lord; who bends down to me and hears my cry,
“When you see Jerusalem surrounded by armies, know that its desolation is at hand.
But I, through the abundance of your mercy, will enter into your house. I will bow down toward your holy sanctuary out of fear of you.