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[1] Remember, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, what is come upon us; behold, and see our reproach.
[2] Our inheritance is turned unto strangers, our houses unto aliens.
[3] We are become orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.
[4] We have drunk our water for money; our wood cometh to us for price.
[5] To our very necks we are pursued; we labour, and have no rest.
[6] We have given the hand to Egypt, and to Assyria, to have bread enough;
[7] Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities.
[8] Servants rule over us; there is none to deliver us out of their hand.
[9] We get our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
[10] Our skin is hot like an oven because of the burning heat of famine.
[11] They have ravished the women in Zion, the maidens in the cities of Judah.
[12] Princes are hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders are not honoured.
[13] The young men have borne the mill, and the children have stumbled under the wood.
[14] The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.
[15] The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
[16] The crown is fallen from our head; woe unto us! for we have sinned.
[17] For this our heart is faint, for these things our eyes are dim;
[18] For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
[19] Thou, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, art enthroned for ever, Thy throne is from generation to generation.
[20] Wherefore dost Thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?
[21] Turn Thou us unto Thee, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
[22] Thou canst not have utterly rejected us, and be exceeding wroth against us!
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