Remember, O LORD, what
is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach. Our inheritance
is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens. We are orphans
and fatherless, our mothers are as widows. We have drunken our
water for money; our wood is sold unto us. Our necks are under
persecution: we labour, and have no rest. We have given the hand
to the Egyptians, and to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with
bread.
Our fathers have sinned,
and are not; and we have borne their iniquities. Servants have
ruled over us: there is none that doth deliver us out of their
hand. We gat our bread with the peril of our lives because of
the sword of the wilderness. Our skin was black like an oven
because of the terrible famine. They ravished the women in Zion,
and the maids in the cities of Judah.
Princes are hanged up
by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured. They took
the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their
musick. The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into
mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that
we have sinned! For this our heart is faint; for these things
our eyes are dim.
Because of the mountain
of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it. Thou, O LORD,
remainest for ever; thy throne from generation to generation.
Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long
time? Turn thou us unto thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned;
renew our days as of old. But thou hast utterly rejected us;
thou art very wroth against us. (Lamentations 5:1-22) |