בַּת־עַמִּ֤י חִגְרִי־שָׂק֙ וְהִתְפַּלְּשִׁ֣י בָאֵ֔פֶר אֵ֤בֶל יָחִיד֙ עֲשִׂ֣י לָ֔ךְ מִסְפַּ֖ד תַּמְרוּרִ֑ים כִּ֣י פִתְאֹ֔ם יָבֹ֥א הַשֹּׁדֵ֖ד עָלֵֽינוּ׃
我百姓的女子啊，你要腰束麻布，在灰中打滾；要為自己悲哀，如同喪了獨生子，痛哭哀號；因為毀滅者必忽然臨到我們。
Siddur Edot HaMizrach
On the tenth month, the hands of the enemy held a shield and armor. On the tenth of the month, like a man prepared for war against the 'faithful town.' Because of this, gentle community, gird sackcloth; remove your crown and cast it away; raise the dirge to the mountains. Your people calls out a dirge before You on this day, and our eyes flow with water upon the destruction of Your house. Arouse the day of vengeance against the enemies that roar in Your house! 'Let me know Your paths, Lord; teach me Your ways.'