¹⁵ “I have sewed sackcloth^(A) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.^(B)

³ In the streets they wear sackcloth;^(A)
    on the roofs^(B) and in the public squares^(C)
they all wail,^(D)
    prostrate with weeping.^(E)

⁸ So put on sackcloth,^(A)
    lament^(B) and wail,
for the fierce anger^(C) of the Lord
    has not turned away from us.

²⁶ Put on sackcloth,^(A) my people,
    and roll in ashes;^(B)
mourn with bitter wailing^(C)
    as for an only son,^(D)
for suddenly the destroyer^(E)
    will come upon us.