Ne irascaris, Domine, satis, et ne ultra
memineris iniquitatis nostræ; ecce,
respice, populus tuus omnes nos.

Civitas Sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion
deserta facta est, Jerusalem desolata est.

Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither
remember iniquity for ever: behold, see,
we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a
wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.