Lamentations 5
1 Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us; behold, and see our reproach.
Remember, O Yahweh, what hath befallen us, Look around, and see our reproach:
2 Our inheritance is turned unto strangers, our houses unto aliens.
Our inheritance, turned over to foreigners, our houses, to aliens.
3 We are become orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.
Orphans, have we become, and fatherless, our mothers, are widows indeed.
4 We have drunk our water for money; our wood cometh to us for price.
Our water—for silver, have we drunk, our wood—for a price, cometh in.
5 To our very necks we are pursued; we labour, and have no rest.
Upon our necks, are our pursuers, We labour, and there is allowed us no rest.
6 We have given the hand to Egypt, and to Assyria, to have bread enough;
To Egypt, have we stretched out our hand, to Assyria, to be satisfied with bread.
7 Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities.
Our fathers, sinned, and are not, and, we, their iniquities, have borne.
8 Servants rule over us; there is none to deliver us out of their hand.
Slaves, have ruled over us, There is none to set free from their hand.
9 We get our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
At the risk of our life, do we bring in our bread, because of the sword of the desert.
10 Our skin is hot like an oven because of the burning heat of famine.
Our skin, as with a furnace, is scorched, because of the hot winds of famine.
11 They have ravished the women in Zion, the maidens in the cities of Judah.
Women—in Zion, were ravished, virgins, in the cities of Judah!
12 Princes are hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders are not honoured.
Princes, by their hand, have been hanged, The faces of elders, not honoured.
13 The young men have borne the mill, and the children have stumbled under the wood.
Young men, a millstone, have lifted, and, youths, under wood, have staggered.
14 The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
Elders, from the gates, have ceased. Young men, from their music.
15 The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
Ceased hath the joy of our hearts, Changed to mourning, our dance.
16 The crown is fallen from our head; woe unto us! for we have sinned.
Fallen is the crown of our head. Surely woe to us, for we have sinned.
17 For this our heart is faint, for these things our eyes are dim;
For this cause, faint is our heart, For these things, dimmed are our eyes:
18 For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
Because of Mount Zion, which is desolate, jackals, have gone prowling therein.
19 Thou, O LORD, art enthroned for ever, Thy throne is from generation to generation.
Thou, O Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, dost remain, Thy throne, from generation to generation:
20 Wherefore dost Thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?
Wherefore shouldst thou perpetually forget us? forsake us, to length of days?
21 Turn Thou us unto Thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
Bring us back, O Yahweh, unto thyself, and we will come back! Renew our days, as of old;
22 Thou canst not have utterly rejected us, and be exceeding wroth against us!
For though thou hast not, utterly rejected, us, thou art wroth with us—exceedingly!
