Isaiah 59:11

Give heed to me and answer me; I am restless in my complaint and am surely distracted,

“Like a swallow, like a crane, so I chirped; I moan like a dove; My eyes look wistfully to the heights; O Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.

They do not know the way of peace, And there is no justice in their tracks; They have made their paths crooked, Whoever treads on them does not know peace.

Jerusalem sinned greatly; Therefore she has become an impure thing. All who honored her despise her Because they have seen her nakedness; Even she herself sighs and turns away.

My soul has been rejected from peace; I have forgotten goodness.

‘Even when their survivors escape, they will be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, each over his own iniquity.

For the inhabitant of Maroth Writhes in waiting for good Because a calamity has come down from Yahweh To the gate of Jerusalem.

So it stands fixed: She is exiled, she is carried away, And her maidservants are moaning like the sound of doves, Beating on their hearts.