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
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
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