as the young of a swallow, so I shall cry; I shall bethink as a culver. Mine eyes beholding on high, be made feeble. Lord, I suffer violence, answer thou for me;
Mine eyes failed for tears, mine entrails were troubled or disturbed; my maw was shed [or poured] out in [the] earth upon the sorrow of the daughter of my people; when a little child and [the] sucking infant failed in the streets of the city.
Which in the days of his flesh offered, with great cry and tears, prayers and beseechings to him that might make him safe from death, and was heard for his reverence.