Translations
Her filth was in the hem of her garments; she never considered her final end. Her fall was astounding, with no one to comfort her. "See, Yahweh, my misery! The enemy has triumphed."
Her uncleanness clung to her skirts; she gave no thought to her end. Her fall was astonishing, with no one to comfort her. "See, YHWH, my affliction — for the enemy has made himself great!"
Her filthiness is in her skirts; she remembereth not her last end; therefore she came down wonderfully: she had no comforter. O LORD, behold my affliction: for the enemy hath magnified himself.
Her uncleanness stains her skirts; she did not consider her end. Her downfall was astounding; there was no one to comfort her. Look, O LORD, on my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed!

