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LAM 3:1–3:66 ©

Lamentations 3

3I am the man who was humbled

By the rod of His anger.

2The way that He guided and led me

Was dark and unlighted.

3Against me alone was His hand

Ever turned all the day.

4He hath shrivelled my flesh and my skin;

He hath broken my bones.

5He hath built round bout me a wall

Of exhaustion and bitterness.

6He hath made me to dwell in the darkness

As those long dead.

7He hath shut me behind solid walls;

He hath loaded my chain.

8When I cry and entreat Him for help,

He is deaf to my prayer.

9He hath blocked up my path with hewn stone,

And my way He hath tangled.

10He lurketh for me like a bear

Or a lion in ambush.

11He chased me aside and He tore me

And left me forlorn.

12His bow he bent, and He set me

As mark for His arrow.

13Into my reins He hath driven

The shafts of His quiver.

14A derision was I to all peoples,

Their song all the day.

15To the full did He fill me with bitterness,

With wormwood He sated me.

16He hath broken my teeth with gravel,

And heaped me with ashes.

17He hath robbed me of peace; and of weal

I remember no more.

18So I said, "My glory is gone

And my hope in Jehovah."

19The thought of my woe and my wandering

Is wormwood and gall.

20My soul doth for ever recall them,

And is bowed down within me.

21Now this I will lay on my heart

And will therefore take hope–

22That the love of the Lord is unceasing,

His pity unfailing.

23Thy kindness is new every morning

And great is Thy faithfulness.

24"The Lord is my portion," I said:

"I will hope then in Him."

25Those that wait for the Lord find Him gracious–

The souls that do seek Him.

26It is good, then, in silence to wait

For the help of the Lord.

27It is good for a man that he carry

A yoke in his youth.

28Let him sit all alone and keep silence,

When He hath imposed it.

29Let him lay his lips low in the dust,

For perchance there is hope.

30Let him offer his cheek to the smiter

And bear all the taunt.

31For Jehovah will not cast away

The afflicted for ever.

32Though He wound, He will yet have compassion–

His love is so great.

33He is loth to give sorrow or pain

To the children of men.

34When the men of a land, taken prisoner,

Are crushed under foot:

35When a man is deprived of his right

In the face of the Highest:

36When the cause of a man is subverted:

Doth not the Lord see?

37Where is he that can bring things to pass,

That the Lord hath not ordered?

38Do not evil and good come alike

From the mouth of the Highest?

39Why then should a mortal complain

When chastised for his sins?

40Let us search and examine our ways

And return to the Lord.

41Let us lift up our hearts with our hands

Unto God in the heavens.

42"We have transgressed and rebelled,

And Thou hast not pardoned.

43Thou hast wrapped Thee in wrath and pursued us,

And slain without pity;

44Has wrapped Thee around in a cloud

Which no prayer could pass through.

45Thou hast made us off-scouring and refuse

In the midst of the nations.

46Against us our enemies all

Open wide their mouths.

47Fear and the pit are upon us,

Destruction and ruin."

48Mine eye runs with rivers of water

For the wreck of my people.

49Mine eye poureth down without rest

And without any respite,

50Until that Jehovah in heaven

Look down and behold.

51Mine eyes are vexed with grief

For the daughters of my city.

52They have hunted me sore like a bird–

Those that groundlessly hate me–

53Have ended my life in the dungeon

And cast stones upon me.

54Waters flowed over my head,

And I said, "I am lost."

55From the depths of the dungeon, O Lord,

Did I call on Thy name;

56And my voice Thou didst hear: "O hide not

Thine ear from my cry."

57Thou camest the day that I called Thee,

And badest me fear not.

58Thou pleddest my cause, O Lord,

And didst ransom my life.

59Thou hast seen, Lord, how I am wronged;

O secure for me justice:

60For all the revenge Thou hast seen

That they plotted against me.

61O Lord, Thou has heard all the insults

They plotted against me.

62The threatenings and plots without ceasing

Of those that assail me.

63See how, whether sitting or rising,

They mock me in taunt-songs.

64Thou wilt requite them, O Lord,

For the deeds they have done.

65Blindness of heart wilt Thou give them–

Thy curse be upon them!

66Pursue them in wrath and destroy them

From under Thy heavens.

Lament over the Sorrows of Jerusalem

LAM 3:1–3:66 ©

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