Remember what's come on us
Remember, Lord, what has happened to us. Look, and see our disgrace. Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers, our houses to foreigners. We're orphans; our mothers are like widows. We have to buy the water we drink. Our own wood is sold to us. Our pursuers are at our necks. We are worn out and given no rest. We have given our hand to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians, just to be satisfied with bread. Our fathers sinned and are gone, and we bear their guilt. Slaves rule over us, and there is nobody to get us out of their hand. We get our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword in the wilderness. Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine. They raped the women in Zion, the young women in the towns of Judah. Princes were hanged up by their hands. Elders were shown no respect. Young men were put to grinding at the mill, and boys staggered under loads of wood. The elders have left the gate, the young men their music. The joy of our hearts is gone. Our dancing has turned to mourning. The crown has fallen from our head. How terrible for us, because we have sinned. This is why our hearts are faint. This is why our eyes have grown dim — because Mount Zion lies desolate, and foxes walk about on it. But you, Lord, remain forever. Your throne endures from generation to generation. Why do you forget us forever, and abandon us for so long? Turn us back to you, Lord, and we will return. Renew our days as they were of old. But you have utterly rejected us. You are very angry with us.
Remember, Lord, what's come on us. Look and see our shame. Our inheritance has gone to strangers, our houses to foreigners. We're orphans with no father. Our mothers are like widows. We've drunk our own water for money. Our wood is sold to us. Our necks are under the chase. We're worn out and we get no rest. We've given a hand to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians, to get enough bread. Our fathers sinned, and they're gone. And we've carried their wrongdoing. Servants have ruled over us. There's nobody to get us out of their hand. We got our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness. Our skin was black like an oven, because of the terrible hunger. They violated the women in Zion, the young women in the towns of Judah. Officials were hung up by their hands. The faces of the elders weren't honoured. They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood. The elders have stopped going to the gate, the young men to their music. The joy of our heart has stopped. Our dancing has turned into mourning. The crown has fallen off our head. Trouble is coming to us, because we've sinned. That's why our heart is faint. That's why our eyes have gone dim. Because of the mountain of Zion, that's a wreck. The foxes walk on it. But you, Lord, stay forever. Your throne is from generation to generation. Why do you forget us forever and leave us so long? Turn us back to you, Lord, and we'll be turned back. Make our days new like they were before. Unless you've completely thrown us off and are very angry with us.
Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach. Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens. We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows. We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold unto us. Our necks are under persecution: we labour, and have no rest. We have given the hand to the Egyptians, and to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread. Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities. Servants have ruled over us: there is none that doth deliver us out of their hand. We gat our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness. Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine. They ravished the women in Zion, and the maids in the cities of Judah. Princes are hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured. They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood. The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their musick. The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned! For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim. Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it. Thou, O LORD, remainest for ever; thy throne from generation to generation. Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time? Turn thou us unto thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old. But thou hast utterly rejected us; thou art very wroth against us.
Remember, Lord, what has happened to us. Look, and see our disgrace.
Remember, Lord, what's come on us. Look and see our shame.
Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach.
Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers, our houses to foreigners.
Our inheritance has gone to strangers, our houses to foreigners.
Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.
We're orphans; our mothers are like widows.
We're orphans with no father. Our mothers are like widows.
We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.
We have to buy the water we drink. Our own wood is sold to us.
We've drunk our own water for money. Our wood is sold to us.
We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold unto us.
Our pursuers are at our necks. We are worn out and given no rest.
Our necks are under the chase. We're worn out and we get no rest.
Our necks are under persecution: we labour, and have no rest.
We have given our hand to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians, just to be satisfied with bread.
We've given a hand to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians, to get enough bread.
We have given the hand to the Egyptians, and to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.
Our fathers sinned and are gone, and we bear their guilt.
Our fathers sinned, and they're gone. And we've carried their wrongdoing.
Our fathers have sinned, and are not; and we have borne their iniquities.
Slaves rule over us, and there is nobody to get us out of their hand.
Servants have ruled over us. There's nobody to get us out of their hand.
Servants have ruled over us: there is none that doth deliver us out of their hand.
We get our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword in the wilderness.
We got our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.
We gat our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
Our skin was black like an oven, because of the terrible hunger.
Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
They raped the women in Zion, the young women in the towns of Judah.
They violated the women in Zion, the young women in the towns of Judah.
They ravished the women in Zion, and the maids in the cities of Judah.
Princes were hanged up by their hands. Elders were shown no respect.
Officials were hung up by their hands. The faces of the elders weren't honoured.
Princes are hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured.
Young men were put to grinding at the mill, and boys staggered under loads of wood.
They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
The elders have left the gate, the young men their music.
The elders have stopped going to the gate, the young men to their music.
The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their musick.
The joy of our hearts is gone. Our dancing has turned to mourning.
The joy of our heart has stopped. Our dancing has turned into mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The crown has fallen from our head. How terrible for us, because we have sinned.
The crown has fallen off our head. Trouble is coming to us, because we've sinned.
The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned!
This is why our hearts are faint. This is why our eyes have grown dim —
That's why our heart is faint. That's why our eyes have gone dim.
For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
because Mount Zion lies desolate, and foxes walk about on it.
Because of the mountain of Zion, that's a wreck. The foxes walk on it.
Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
But you, Lord, remain forever. Your throne endures from generation to generation.
But you, Lord, stay forever. Your throne is from generation to generation.
Thou, O LORD, remainest for ever; thy throne from generation to generation.
Why do you forget us forever, and abandon us for so long?
Why do you forget us forever and leave us so long?
Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, and forsake us so long time?
Turn us back to you, Lord, and we will return. Renew our days as they were of old.
Turn us back to you, Lord, and we'll be turned back. Make our days new like they were before.
Turn thou us unto thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
But you have utterly rejected us. You are very angry with us.
Unless you've completely thrown us off and are very angry with us.
But thou hast utterly rejected us; thou art very wroth against us.