Lamentations 3
1I am the man who hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
2Me He hath led, and causeth to go in darkness, and without light.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
8Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
10A bear lying in wait He is to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
12He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
14I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.
15He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me with wormwood.
16And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
18And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
19Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall!
20Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
21This I turn to my heart -- therefore I hope.
22The kindnesses of Jehovah! For we have not been consumed, For not ended have His mercies.
23New every morning, abundant is thy faithfulness.
24My portion is Jehovah, hath my soul said, Therefore I hope for Him.
25Good is Jehovah to those waiting for Him, To the soul that seeketh Him.
26Good! when one doth stay and stand still For the salvation of Jehovah.
27Good for a man that he beareth a yoke in his youth.
28He sitteth alone, and is silent, For He hath laid it upon him.
29He putteth in the dust his mouth, if so be there is hope.
30He giveth to his smiter the cheek, He is filled with reproach.
31For the Lord doth not cast off to the age.
32For though He afflicted, yet He hath pitied, According to the abundance of His kindness.
33For He hath not afflicted with His heart, Nor doth He grieve the sons of men.
34To bruise under one's feet any bound ones of earth,
35To turn aside the judgment of a man, Over-against the face of the Most High,
36To subvert a man in his cause, the Lord hath not approved.
37Who is this -- he hath said, and it is, And the Lord hath not commanded it?
38From the mouth of the Most High Go not forth the evils and the good.
39What -- sigh habitually doth a living man, A man for his sin?
40We search our ways, and investigate, And turn back unto Jehovah.
41We lift up our heart on the hands unto God in the heavens.
42We -- we have transgressed and rebelled, Thou -- Thou hast not forgiven.
43Thou hast covered Thyself with anger, And dost pursue us; Thou hast slain -- Thou hast not pitied.
44Thou hast covered Thyself with a cloud, So that prayer doth not pass through.
45Offscouring and refuse Thou dost make us In the midst of the peoples.
46Opened against us their mouth have all our enemies.
47Fear and a snare hath been for us, Desolation and destruction.
48Rivulets of water go down my eye, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
50Till Jehovah looketh and seeth from the heavens,
51My eye affecteth my soul, Because of all the daughters of my city.
52Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
53They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
54Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
55I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.
56My voice Thou hast heard, Hide not Thine ear at my breathing -- at my cry.
57Thou hast drawn near in the day I call Thee, Thou hast said, Fear not.
58Thou hast pleaded, O Lord, the pleadings of my soul, Thou hast redeemed my life.
59Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, my overthrow, Judge Thou my cause.
60Thou hast seen all their vengeance, All their thoughts of me.
61Thou hast heard their reproach, O Jehovah, All their thoughts against me,
62The lips of my withstanders, Even their meditation against me all the day.
63Their sitting down, and their rising up, Behold attentively, I am their song.
64Thou returnest to them the deed, O Jehovah, According to the work of their hands.
65Thou givest to them a covered heart, Thy curse to them.
66Thou pursuest in anger, and destroyest them, From under the heavens of Jehovah!
Lamentations 4
1How is the gold become dim, Changed the best -- the pure gold? Poured out are stones of the sanctuary At the head of all out-places.
2The precious sons of Zion, Who are comparable with fine gold, How have they been reckoned earthen bottles, Work of the hands of a potter.
3Even dragons have drawn out the breast, They have suckled their young ones, The daughter of my people is become cruel, Like the ostriches in a wilderness.
4Cleaved hath the tongue of a suckling unto his palate with thirst, Infants asked bread, a dealer out they have none.
5Those eating of dainties have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills.
6And greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people, Than the sin of Sodom, That was overturned as in a moment, And no hands were stayed on her.
7Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form.
8Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered -- it hath been as wood.
9Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field.
10The hands of merciful women have boiled their own children, They have been for food to them, In the destruction of the daughter of my people.
11Completed hath Jehovah His fury, He hath poured out the fierceness of His anger, And he kindleth a fire in Zion, And it devoureth her foundations.
12Believe not did the kings of earth, And any of the inhabitants of the world, That come would an adversary and enemy Into the gates of Jerusalem.
13Because of the sins of her prophets, The iniquities of her priests, Who are shedding in her midst the blood of the righteous,
14They have wandered naked in out-places, They have been polluted with blood, Without any being able to touch their clothing,
15‘Turn aside -- unclean,' they called to them, ‘Turn aside, turn aside, touch not,' For they fled -- yea, they have wandered, They have said among nations: ‘They do not add to sojourn.'
16The face of Jehovah hath divided them, He doth not add to behold them, The face of priests they have not lifted up, Elders they have not favoured.
17While we exist -- consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation that saveth not.
18They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
19Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned after us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
20The breath of our nostrils -- the anointed of Jehovah, Hath been captured in their pits, of whom we said: ‘In his shadow we do live among nations.'
21Joy and rejoice, O daughter of Edom, Dwelling in the land of Uz, Even unto thee pass over doth a cup, Thou art drunk, and makest thyself naked.
22Completed is thy iniquity, daughter of Zion, He doth not add to remove thee, He hath inspected thy iniquity, O daughter of Edom, He hath removed thee because of thy sins!
Lamentations 5
1Remember, O Jehovah, what hath befallen us, Look attentively, and see our reproach.
2Our inheritance hath been turned to strangers, Our houses to foreigners.
3Orphans we have been -- without a father, our mothers are as widows.
4Our water for money we have drunk, Our wood for a price doth come.
5For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.
6To Egypt we have given a hand, To Asshur, to be satisfied with bread.
7Our fathers have sinned -- they are not, We their iniquities have borne.
8Servants have ruled over us, A deliverer there is none from their hand.
9With our lives we bring in our bread, Because of the sword of the wilderness.
10Our skin as an oven hath been burning, Because of the raging of the famine.
11Wives in Zion they have humbled, Virgins -- in cities of Judah.
12Princes by their hand have been hanged, The faces of elders have not been honoured.
13Young men to grind they have taken, And youths with wood have stumbled.
14The aged from the gate have ceased, Young men from their song.
15Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.
16Fallen hath the crown from our head, Wo is now to us, for we have sinned.
17For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
18For the mount of Zion -- that is desolate, Foxes have gone up on it.
19Thou, O Jehovah, to the age remainest, Thy throne to generation and generation.
20Why for ever dost Thou forget us? Thou forsakest us for length of days!
21Turn us back, O Jehovah, unto Thee, And we turn back, renew our days as of old.
22For hast Thou utterly rejected us? Thou hast been wroth against us -- exceedingly?