A pitiful complaint of Zion in prayer unto God.
Lamentations 5:1 Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consydre and se oure confusyon. Lamentations 5:2 Oure enherytaunce is turned to the straungers, and oure houses to the aleauntes. Lamentations 5:3 We are become carefull and fatherlesse, and oure mothers are as the wydowes. Lamentations 5:4 We are fayne to drinke oure owne water for money, and oure owne wod muste we bye wyth moneye. Lamentations 5:5 Oure nec are vnder persecucyon, we are weery, and haue no rest. Lamentations 5:6 A fore tyme we yelded oure selues to the Egypcians, and now to the Assiryans, onely that we myght haue bred ynough. Lamentations 5:7 Oure fathers (whiche now are gone) haue synned, & we must beare their wyckednesse. Lamentations 5:8 Seruauntes haue the rule of vs, & no man delyuereth vs out of their handes. Lamentations 5:9 We must gett oure lyuynge with the parell of oure lyues because of the drouth of the wyldernesse. Lamentations 5:10 Oure skynne is as it had bene brent in an ouen, for very sore honger. Lamentations 5:11 The wyues are raueshed in Syon, and the maydens in the cytyes of Iuda. Lamentations 5:12 The prynces are hanged vp wyth the hande of the enemyes, they haue not spared the olde sage men, Lamentations 5:13 they haue taken yonge mens lyues from them, and the boyes are hanged vp vpon trees. Lamentations 5:14 The elders syt no more vnder the gates, and the yonge men vse no more playeng of Musyke. Lamentations 5:15 The ioye of oure herte is gone, oure merye quere is turned into mournynge. Lamentations 5:16 The garlande of oure head is fallen: alas, that euer we synned so sore. Lamentations 5:17 Therfore oure herte is full of heuynesse, and oure eyes dymme: Lamentations 5:18 because of the hyll of Syon that is destroyed. In so moch, that the foxes runne vpon it. Lamentations 5:19 But thou, O Lord, that remaynest for euermore, and thy seate world wythout ende: Lamentations 5:20 wherfore wilt thou styll forgett vs, and forsake vs so longe? Lamentations 5:21 O Lord, turne thou vs vnto the, and so shall we be turned. Renne our dayes as in olde tymes, Lamentations 5:22 for thou hast banyshed vs now long ynough, & hast bene sore dyspleased at vs.