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