¹ Remember, O Jehovah, what hath befallen us, Look attentively, and see our reproach.

² Our inheritance hath been turned to strangers, Our houses to foreigners.

³ Orphans we have been -- without a father, our mothers [are] as widows.

⁴ Our water for money we have drunk, Our wood for a price doth come.

⁵ For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.

⁶ [To] Egypt we have given a hand, [To] Asshur, to be satisfied with bread.

⁷ Our fathers have sinned -- they are not, We their iniquities have borne.

⁸ Servants have ruled over us, A deliverer there is none from their hand.

⁹ With our lives we bring in our bread, Because of the sword of the wilderness.

¹⁰ Our skin as an oven hath been burning, Because of the raging of the famine.

¹¹ Wives in Zion they have humbled, Virgins -- in cities of Judah.

¹² Princes by their hand have been hanged, The faces of elders have not been honoured.

¹³ Young men to grind they have taken, And youths with wood have stumbled.

¹⁴ The aged from the gate have ceased, Young men from their song.

¹⁵ Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.

¹⁶ Fallen hath the crown [from] our head, Wo [is] now to us, for we have sinned.

¹⁷ For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.

¹⁸ For the mount of Zion -- that is desolate, Foxes have gone up on it.

¹⁹ Thou, O Jehovah, to the age remainest, Thy throne to generation and generation.

²⁰ Why for ever dost Thou forget us? Thou forsakest us for length of days!

²¹ Turn us back, O Jehovah, unto Thee, And we Turn back, renew our days as of old.

²² For hast Thou utterly rejected us? Thou hast been wroth against us -- exceedingly?

¹ A Psalm of Asaph. O God, nations have come into Thy inheritance, They have defiled Thy holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,

² They gave the dead bodies of Thy servants Food for the fowls of the heavens, The flesh of Thy saints For the wild beast of the earth.

³ They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.

⁴ We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.

⁵ Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.

⁶ Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.

⁷ For [one] hath devoured Jacob, And his habitation they have made desolate.

⁸ Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.

⁹ Help us, O God of our salvation, Because of the honour of Thy name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Thy name's sake.

¹⁰ Why do the nations say, `Where [is] their God?' Let be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Thy servants that is shed.

¹¹ Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before Thee, According to the greatness of Thine arm, Leave Thou the sons of death.

¹² And turn Thou back to our neighbours, Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach, Wherewith they reproached Thee, O Lord.

¹³ And we, Thy people, and the flock of Thy pasture, We give thanks to Thee to the age, To all generations we recount Thy praise!