1 Remember, O LORD, what is come on us: consider, and behold our reproach.
2 Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.
3 We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.
4 We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold to us.
5 Our necks are under persecution: we labor, and have no rest.
6 We have given the hand to the Egyptians, and to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.
7 Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities.
8 Servants have ruled over us: there is none that does deliver us out of their hand.
9 We got our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
10 Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
11 They ravished the women in Zion, and the maids in the cities of Judah.
12 Princes are hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honored.
13 They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
14 The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
15 The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
16 The crown is fallen from our head: woe to us, that we have sinned!
17 For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
18 Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk on it.
19 You, O LORD, remain for ever; your throne from generation to generation.
20 Why do you forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?
21 Turn you us to you, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
22 But you have utterly rejected us; you are very wroth against us.
1 Remember, O Jehovah, what has come upon us; look down and behold our reproach.
2 Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers; our houses to foreigners.
3 We are orphans and fatherless; our mothers are as widows.
4 We have drunk our water for money; our wood comes at a price.
5 We are pursued on our necks; we labor and have no rest.
6 We have given the hand to Egypt, to Assyria, to be satisfied with bread.
7 Our fathers have sinned and are no more; but we have borne their iniquities.
8 Servants rule over us; there is no one to deliver out of their hand.
9 We bring in our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.
10 Our skin is hot like an oven because of the burning heat of famine.
11 They raped the women in Zion, virgins in the cities of Judah.
12 Rulers were hung up by the hand; the presence of elders was not honored.
13 They took the young men to grind, and the youths stumbled under loads of wood.
14 The elders have ceased gathering at the gate, the young men from their music.
15 The joy of our heart has ceased; our dance has turned into mourning.
16 The crown has fallen from our head. Woe unto us, for we have sinned.
17 Our heart is faint because of this; our eyes are dim because of these things.
18 The mountain of Zion is laid waste; the foxes walk upon it.
19 You, O Jehovah, remain forever; Your throne from generation to generation.
20 Why do You forget us forever and forsake us for such a long time?
21 Turn us back to You, O Jehovah, and we will repent; renew our days as of old,
22 unless You have utterly rejected us. You have been very angry against us.