TSK · Isaiah 59:11

I went mourning without heate, I stoode vp in the congregation, & communed with them.

I am feeble and sore smitten: I haue rored for the very disquietnesse of my heart.

They that mynde to do an act of mischiefenesse, do drawe nye vnto me: they are farre from thy lawe.

Then chattered I lyke a swallowe, and lyke a crane, and mourned lyke a doue, I lift vp mine eyes into the heyght: O Lorde sayde my sicknesse kepeth me downe, ease thou me.

And this is the cause that equitie is so farre from vs, and that righteousnesse commeth not nie vs: We loke for light, lo it is darknesse: for the morning shine, see, we walke in the darke.

O who wyll geue my head water inough, and a wel of teares for mine eyes, that I may weepe night and day for the slaughter of my people?

They call not vpon me with their heartes, but lye howlyng vpon their beddes: they wyll assemble them selues for corne and wine, but rebel against me.