Lamentations 5:1-1953 kjv — Remember, O Lord, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach. Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our…

“Remember, O Jehovah, what is come upon us: Behold, and see our reproach. Our inheritance is turned unto strangers, Our houses unto 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 pursuers are upon our necks: We are weary, and have no rest. We have given the hand to the Egyptians, And to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread. Our fathers sinned, and are not; And we have borne their iniquities. Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand. We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness. Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine. They ravished the women in Zion, The virgins in the cities of Judah. Princes were hanged up by their hand: The faces of elders were not honored. The young men bare the mill; And the children stumbled under the wood. The elders have ceased from the gate, The young men from their music. The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: Woe unto us! for we have sinned. For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim; For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: The foxes walk upon it. Thou, O Jehovah, abidest for ever; Thy throne is from generation to generation. Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, Andforsake us so long time? Turn thou us unto thee, O Jehovah, and we shall be turned; Renew our days as of old. But thou hast utterly rejected us; Thou art very wroth against us. ”

“Remember, Yahweh, what has come on us: Look, and see 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 to us. Our pursuers are on our necks: We are weary, and have no rest. We have given the hand to the Egyptians, To the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread. Our fathers sinned, and are no more; We have borne their iniquities. Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand. We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness. Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine. They ravished the women in Zion, The virgins in the cities of Judah. Princes were hanged up by their hand: The faces of elders were not honored. The young men bare the mill; The children stumbled under the wood. The elders have ceased from the gate, The young men from their music. The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: Woe to us! for we have sinned. For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim; For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: The foxes walk on it. You, Yahweh, remain forever; Your throne is from generation to generation. Why do you forget us forever, [And] forsake us so long time? Turn us to yourself, Yahweh, and we shall be turned. Renew our days as of old. But you have utterly rejected us; You are very angry against us.”

“The People of Jerusalem Pray: O LORD, reflect on what has happened to us; consider and look at our disgrace. Our inheritance is turned over to strangers; foreigners now occupy our homes. We have become fatherless orphans; our mothers have become widows. We must pay money for our own water; we must buy our own wood at a steep price. We are pursued– they are breathing down our necks; we are weary and have no rest. We have submitted to Egypt and Assyria in order to buy food to eat. Our forefathers sinned and are dead, but we suffer their punishment. Slaves rule over us; there is no one to rescue us from their power. At the risk of our lives we get our food because robbers lurk in the wilderness. Our skin is hot as an oven due to a fever from hunger. They raped women in Zion, virgins in the towns of Judah. Princes were hung by their hands; elders were mistreated. The young men perform menial labor; boys stagger from their labor. The elders are gone from the city gate; the young men have stopped playing their music. Our hearts no longer have any joy; our dancing is turned to mourning. The crown has fallen from our head; woe to us, for we have sinned! Because of this, our hearts are sick; because of these things, we can hardly see through our tears. For wild animals are prowling over Mount Zion, which lies desolate. But you, O LORD, reign forever; your throne endures from generation to generation. Why do you keep on forgetting us? Why do you forsake us so long? Bring us back to yourself, O LORD, so that we may return to you; renew our life as in days before, unless you have utterly rejected us and are angry with us beyond measure.”

“Remember, O Lord, what is come upon us: consider and behold our reproach. Our inheritance is turned to aliens: our houses to strangers. We are become orphans without a father: our mothers are as widows. We have drunk our water for money: we have bought our wood. We were dragged by the necks, we were weary and no rest was given us. We have given our hand to Egypt, and to the Assyrians, that we might be satisfied with bread. Our fathers have sinned, and are not: and we have borne their iniquities. Servants have ruled over us: there was none to redeem us out of their hand. We fetched our bread at the peril of our lives, because of the sword in the desert. Our skin was burnt as an oven, by reason of the violence of the famine. They oppressed the women in Sion, and the virgins in the cities of Juda. The princes were hanged up by their hand: they did not respect the persons of the ancients. They abused the young men indecently: and the children fell under the wood. The ancients have ceased from the gates: the young men from the choir of the singers. The joy of our heart is ceased, our dancing is turned into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: woe to us, because we have sinned. Therefore is our heart sorrowful, therefore are our eyes become dim. For mount Sion, because it is destroyed, foxes have walked upon it. But thou, O Lord, shalt remain for ever, thy throne from generation to generation. Why wilt thou forget us for ever? why wilt thou forsake us for a long time? Convert us, O Lord, to thee, and we shall be converted: renew our days, as from the beginning. But thou hast utterly rejected us, thou art exceedingly angry with us. ”

“Keep in mind, O Lord, what has come to us: take note and see our shame. Our heritage is given up to men of strange lands, our houses to those who are not our countrymen. We are children without fathers, our mothers are like widows. We give money for a drink of water, we get our wood for a price. Our attackers are on our necks: overcome with weariness, we have no rest. We have given our hands to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians so that we might have enough bread. Our fathers were sinners and are dead; and the weight of their evil-doing is on us. Servants are ruling over us, and there is no one to make us free from their hands. We put our lives in danger to get our bread, because of the sword of the waste land. Our skin is heated like an oven because of our burning heat from need of food. They took by force the women in Zion, the virgins in the towns of Judah. Their hands put princes to death by hanging: the faces of old men were not honoured. The young men were crushing the grain, and the boys were falling under the wood. The old men are no longer seated in the doorway, and the music of the young men has come to an end. The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow. The crown has been taken from our head: sorrow is ours, for we are sinners. Because of this our hearts are feeble; for these things our eyes are dark; Because of the mountain of Zion which is a waste; jackals go over it. You, O Lord, are seated as King for ever; the seat of your power is eternal. Why have we gone from your memory for ever? why have you been turned away from us for so long? Make us come back to you, O Lord, and let us be turned; make our days new again as in the past. But you have quite given us up; you are full of wrath against us.”

“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. ”