1Remember, TheIAM, what has come on us: Look, and see our reproach. 2Our inheritance is turned to strangers, Our houses to aliens. 3We are orphans and fatherless; Our mothers are as widows. 4We have drunken our water for money; Our wood is sold to us. 5Our pursuers are on our necks: We are weary, and have no rest. 6We have given the hand to the Egyptians, To the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread. 7Our fathers sinned, and are no more; We have borne their iniquities. 8Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand. 9We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness. 10Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine. 11They ravished the women in Zion, The virgins in the cities of Judah. 12Princes were hanged up by their hand: The faces of elders were not honored. 13The young men bare the mill; The children stumbled under the wood. 14The elders have ceased from the gate, The young men from their music. 15The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning. 16The crown is fallen from our head: Woe to us! for we have sinned. 17For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim; 18For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: The foxes walk on it. 19You, TheIAM, remain forever; Your throne is from generation to generation. 20Why do you forget us forever, [And] forsake us so long time? 21Turn us to yourself, TheIAM, and we shall be turned. Renew our days as of old. 22But you have utterly rejected us; You are very angry against us.