A Plea for Mercy
1Remember, O Lord, what has befallen us;
look, and see our disgrace!*
2Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers,
our homes to aliens.*
3We have become orphans, fatherless;
our mothers are like widows.
4We must pay for the water we drink;
the wood we get must be bought.
5With a yokeo on our necks we are hard driven;
we are weary; we are given no rest.*
6We have made a pact withp Egypt and Assyria
to get enough bread.*
7Our ancestors sinned; they are no more,
and we bear their iniquities.*
8Slaves rule over us;
there is no one to deliver us from their hand.*
9We get our bread at the peril of our lives,
because of the sword in the wilderness.
10Our skin is black as an oven
from the scorching heat of famine.*
11Women are raped in Zion,
young women in the towns of Judah.*
12Princes are hung up by their hands;
no respect is shown to the elders.*
13Young men are compelled to grind,
and boys stagger under loads of wood.*
14The old men have left the city gate,
the young men their music.
15The joy of our hearts has ceased;
our dancing has been turned to mourning.*
16The crown has fallen from our head;
woe to us, for we have sinned!
17Because of this our hearts are sick;
because of these things our eyes have grown dim:*
18because of Mount Zion, which lies desolate;
jackals prowl over it.
19But you, O Lord, reign forever;
your throne endures to all generations.*
20Why have you forgotten us completely?
Why have you forsaken us these many days?*
21Restore us to yourself, O Lord, that we may be restored;
renew our days as of old—*
22unless you have utterly rejected us
and are angry with us beyond measure.*