Lamentations

Lamentations

1

Remember, O LORD, what has befallen us, look, and see our disgrace:

2

Our inherited lands have been turned over to strangers, our homes to foreigners.

3

We have become orphans, fatherless; widowed are our mothers.

4

The water we drink we must buy, for our own wood we must pay.

5

On our necks is the yoke of those who drive us; we are worn out, but allowed no rest.

6

1 To Egypt we submitted, and to Assyria, to fill our need of bread.

7

2 Our fathers, who sinned, are no more; but we bear their guilt.

8

3 Slaves rule over us; there is no one to rescue us from their hands.

9

At the peril of our lives we bring in our sustenance, in the face of the desert heat;

10

Our skin is shriveled up, as though by a furnace, with the searing blasts of famine.

11

The wives in Zion were ravished by the enemy, the maidens in the cities of Judah;

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12

Princes were gibbeted by them, elders shown no respect.

13

The youths carry the millstones, boys stagger under their loads of wood;

14

4 The old men have abandoned the gate, the young men their music.

15

The joy of our hearts has ceased, our dance has turned into mourning;

16

The garlands have fallen from our heads: woe to us, for we have sinned!

17

Over this our hearts are sick, at this our eyes grow dim:

18

That Mount Zion should be desolate, with jackals roaming there!

19

You, O LORD, are enthroned forever; your throne stands from age to age.

20

Why, then, should you forget us, abandon us so long a time?

21

Lead us back to you, O LORD, that we may be restored: give us anew such days as we had of old.

22

For now you have indeed rejected us, and in full measure turned your wrath against us.

 

 

5 1 Remember, O LORD, what has befallen us, look, and see our disgrace: 2 Our inherited lands have been turned over to strangers, our homes to foreigners. 3 We have become orphans, fatherless; widowed are our mothers. 4 The water we drink we must buy, for our own wood we must pay. 5 On our necks is the yoke of those who drive us; we are worn out, but allowed no rest. 6 1 To Egypt we submitted, and to Assyria, to fill our need of bread. 7 2 Our fathers, who sinned, are no more; but we bear their guilt. 8 3 Slaves rule over us; there is no one to rescue us from their hands. 9 At the peril of our lives we bring in our sustenance, in the face of the desert heat; 10 Our skin is shriveled up, as though by a furnace, with the searing blasts of famine. 11 The wives in Zion were ravished by the enemy, the maidens in the cities of Judah; 12 Princes were gibbeted by them, elders shown no respect. 13 The youths carry the millstones, boys stagger under their loads of wood; 14 4 The old men have abandoned the gate, the young men their music. 15 The joy of our hearts has ceased, our dance has turned into mourning; 16 The garlands have fallen from our heads: woe to us, for we have sinned! 17 Over this our hearts are sick, at this our eyes grow dim: 18 That Mount Zion should be desolate, with jackals roaming there! 19 You, O LORD, are enthroned forever; your throne stands from age to age. 20 Why, then, should you forget us, abandon us so long a time? 21 Lead us back to you, O LORD, that we may be restored: give us anew such days as we had of old. 22 For now you have indeed rejected us, and in full measure turned your wrath against us.