Справочник к Шир ха-ширим 1:18

When I speak of Your glory; My heart yearns for Your love.

We are disgraced, ashamed to raise our heads, for the sweet aroma of our good name we have polluted, we have corrupted righteousness, and the Written and Oral Torah, we have misrepresented, we therefore hide our faces in the ground.

Happiness has ceased, “Depart from me” I hear from my detractors. Those who were once my friends call me dirty and repulsive, You have separated Yourself by placing a canopy over Your Holy of Holies, You concealed Yourself and allowed the defeat of my great men, my enemies cheer when I stumble, trampling on all my warriors.