Remember, O LORD, what has befallen us; Behold, and see our disgrace!
Our heritage has passed to aliens, Our homes to strangers.
We have become orphans, fatherless; Our mothers are like widows.
We must pay to drink our own water, Obtain our own kindling at a price.
We are hotly pursued; Exhausted, we are given no rest.
We hold out a hand to Egypt; To Assyria, for our fill of bread.
Our fathers sinned and are no more; And we must bear their guilt.
Slaves are ruling over us, With none to rescue us from them.
We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness.
Our skin glows like an oven, With the fever of famine.
They have ravished women in Zion, Maidens in the towns of Judah.
Princes have been hanged by them; No respect has been shown to elders.
Young men must carry millstones, And youths stagger under loads of wood.
The old men are gone from the gate, The young men from their music.
Gone is the joy of our hearts; Our dancing is turned into mourning.
The crown has fallen from our head; Woe to us that we have sinned!
Because of this our hearts are sick, Because of these our eyes are dimmed:
Because of Mount Zion, which lies desolate; Jackals prowl over it.
But You, O LORD, are enthroned forever, Your throne endures through the ages.
Why have You forgotten us utterly, Forsaken us for all time?
Take us back, O LORD, to Yourself, And let us come back; Renew our days as of old!
For truly, You have rejected us, Bitterly raged against us. Take us back, O LORD, to Yourself, And let us come back; Renew our days as of old!