Remember, O Jehovah, what hath happened to us; behold, and look on our reproach.
Our inheritance is turned over to strangers, our houses to aliens.
We are orphans and without a father, our mothers [are] as widows.
Our water have we drunk for money; our wood cometh for a price.
On our necks are we persecuted; we toil and have no rest.
To Egypt we gave the hand and to Asshur to be satisfied with bread.
Our fathers sinned [and are] not; and we bear their iniquities.
Slaves rule over us: no one delivereth us out of their hand.
With our lives we bring in our bread because of the sword of the wilderness.
Our skins glow like an oven because of the hot blasts of famine.
Women have they ravished in Zion, virgins in the cities of Judah.
Princes were hung up by their hand; the faces of elders they honoured not.
Young men they took to the mill, and boys fell under the wood.
Aged men have ceased from the gate, young men from their song.
The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The crown of our head is fallen: woe now unto us, for we have sinned!
Because of this our heart is faint; for these our eyes are dim;
Because of the mount of Zion which is desolate, foxes walk about on it.
Thou, O Jehovah, remainest forever; thy throne from generation to generation.
Wherefore dost thou forget us forever? —forsake us for a length of days?
Turn thou us unto thee, O Jehovah, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
For certainly thou hast utterly rejected us, thou hast been exceedingly wroth with us.