5 cRemember, O Lord, what has befallen us;
look, and see dour disgrace!
2 eOur inheritance has been turned over to strangers,
hand we bear their iniquities.
8 iSlaves rule over us;
9 jWe get our bread at the peril of our lives,
10 kOur skin is hot as an oven
with lthe burning heat of famine.
12 mPrinces are hung up by their hands;
nno respect is shown to the elders.
13 Young men are compelled to ogrind at the mill,
and boys stagger punder loads of wood.
14 nThe old men have left the city gate,
the young men qtheir music.
15 qThe joy of our hearts has ceased;
rour dancing has been turned to mourning.
16 sThe crown has fallen from our head;
17 For this tour heart has become sick,
for these things uour eyes have grown dim,
vjackals prowl over it.
19 wBut you, O Lord, reign forever;
20 xWhy do you forget us forever,
21 yRestore us to yourself, O Lord, that we may be restored!
22 zunless you have utterly rejected us,
 5:5 Symmachus With a yoke on our necks