1901 American Standard Version (ASV)
A pitiful complaint of Zion in prayer unto God.
5:2 Our inheritance is turned unto strangers, Our houses unto aliens.
5:3 We are orphans and fatherless; Our mothers are as widows.
5:4 We have drunken our water for money; Our wood is sold unto us.
5:5 Our pursuers are upon our necks: We are weary, and have no rest.
5:6 We have given the hand to the Egyptians, And to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.
5:7 Our fathers sinned, and are not; And we have borne their iniquities.
5:8 Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand.
5:9 We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness.
5:10 Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.
5:11 They ravished the women in Zion, The virgins in the cities of Judah.
5:12 Princes were hanged up by their hand: The faces of elders were not honored.
5:13 The young men bare the mill; And the children stumbled under the wood.
5:14 The elders have ceased from the gate, The young men from their music.
5:15 The joy of our heart is ceased; Our dance is turned into mourning.
5:16 The crown is fallen from our head: Woe unto us! for we have sinned.
5:17 For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim;
5:18 For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: The foxes walk upon it.
5:20 Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, [And] forsake us so long time?
5:22 But thou hast utterly rejected us; Thou art very wroth against us.
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