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Lamentations 2:1–3:66

God’s Anger at Sin

The Lord in his anger

has cast a dark shadow over beautiful Jerusalem.*

The fairest of Israel’s cities lies in the dust,

thrown down from the heights of heaven.

In his day of great anger,

the Lord has shown no mercy even to his Temple.*

Without mercy the Lord has destroyed

every home in Israel.*

In his anger he has broken down

the fortress walls of beautiful Jerusalem.*

He has brought them to the ground,

dishonoring the kingdom and its rulers.

All the strength of Israel

vanishes beneath his fierce anger.

The Lord has withdrawn his protection

as the enemy attacks.

He consumes the whole land of Israel

like a raging fire.

He bends his bow against his people,

as though he were their enemy.

His strength is used against them

to kill their finest youth.

His fury is poured out like fire

on beautiful Jerusalem.*

Yes, the Lord has vanquished Israel

like an enemy.

He has destroyed her palaces

and demolished her fortresses.

He has brought unending sorrow and tears

upon beautiful Jerusalem.

He has broken down his Temple

as though it were merely a garden shelter.

The Lord has blotted out all memory

of the holy festivals and Sabbath days.

Kings and priests fall together

before his fierce anger.

The Lord has rejected his own altar;

he despises his own sanctuary.

He has given Jerusalem’s palaces

to her enemies.

They shout in the Lord’s Temple

as though it were a day of celebration.

The Lord was determined

to destroy the walls of beautiful Jerusalem.

He made careful plans for their destruction,

then did what he had planned.

Therefore, the ramparts and walls

have fallen down before him.

Jerusalem’s gates have sunk into the ground.

He has smashed their locks and bars.

Her kings and princes have been exiled to distant lands;

her law has ceased to exist.

Her prophets receive

no more visions from the Lord.

10 The leaders of beautiful Jerusalem

sit on the ground in silence.

They are clothed in burlap

and throw dust on their heads.

The young women of Jerusalem

hang their heads in shame.

11 I have cried until the tears no longer come;

my heart is broken.

My spirit is poured out in agony

as I see the desperate plight of my people.

Little children and tiny babies

are fainting and dying in the streets.

12 They cry out to their mothers,

“We need food and drink!”

Their lives ebb away in the streets

like the life of a warrior wounded in battle.

They gasp for life

as they collapse in their mothers’ arms.

13 What can I say about you?

Who has ever seen such sorrow?

O daughter of Jerusalem,

to what can I compare your anguish?

O virgin daughter of Zion,

how can I comfort you?

For your wound is as deep as the sea.

Who can heal you?

14 Your prophets have said

so many foolish things, false to the core.

They did not save you from exile

by pointing out your sins.

Instead, they painted false pictures,

filling you with false hope.

15 All who pass by jeer at you.

They scoff and insult beautiful Jerusalem,* saying,

“Is this the city called ‘Most Beautiful in All the World’

and ‘Joy of All the Earth’?”

16 All your enemies mock you.

They scoff and snarl and say,

“We have destroyed her at last!

We have long waited for this day,

and it is finally here!”

17 But it is the Lord who did just as he planned.

He has fulfilled the promises of disaster

he made long ago.

He has destroyed Jerusalem without mercy.

He has caused her enemies to gloat over her

and has given them power over her.

18 Cry aloud* before the Lord,

O walls of beautiful Jerusalem!

Let your tears flow like a river

day and night.

Give yourselves no rest;

give your eyes no relief.

19 Rise during the night and cry out.

Pour out your hearts like water to the Lord.

Lift up your hands to him in prayer,

pleading for your children,

for in every street

they are faint with hunger.

20 “O Lord, think about this!

Should you treat your own people this way?

Should mothers eat their own children,

those they once bounced on their knees?

Should priests and prophets be killed

within the Lord’s Temple?

21 “See them lying in the streets—

young and old,

boys and girls,

killed by the swords of the enemy.

You have killed them in your anger,

slaughtering them without mercy.

22 “You have invited terrors from all around,

as though you were calling them to a day of feasting.

In the day of the Lord’s anger,

no one has escaped or survived.

The enemy has killed all the children

whom I carried and raised.”

Chapter 3

Hope in the Lord’s Faithfulness

I am the one who has seen the afflictions

that come from the rod of the Lord’s anger.

He has led me into darkness,

shutting out all light.

He has turned his hand against me

again and again, all day long.

He has made my skin and flesh grow old.

He has broken my bones.

He has besieged and surrounded me

with anguish and distress.

He has buried me in a dark place,

like those long dead.

He has walled me in, and I cannot escape.

He has bound me in heavy chains.

And though I cry and shout,

he has shut out my prayers.

He has blocked my way with a high stone wall;

he has made my road crooked.

10 He has hidden like a bear or a lion,

waiting to attack me.

11 He has dragged me off the path and torn me in pieces,

leaving me helpless and devastated.

12 He has drawn his bow

and made me the target for his arrows.

13 He shot his arrows

deep into my heart.

14 My own people laugh at me.

All day long they sing their mocking songs.

15 He has filled me with bitterness

and given me a bitter cup of sorrow to drink.

16 He has made me chew on gravel.

He has rolled me in the dust.

17 Peace has been stripped away,

and I have forgotten what prosperity is.

18 I cry out, “My splendor is gone!

Everything I had hoped for from the Lord is lost!”

19 The thought of my suffering and homelessness

is bitter beyond words.*

20 I will never forget this awful time,

as I grieve over my loss.

21 Yet I still dare to hope

when I remember this:

22 The faithful love of the Lord never ends!*

His mercies never cease.

23 Great is his faithfulness;

his mercies begin afresh each morning.

24 I say to myself, “The Lord is my inheritance;

therefore, I will hope in him!”

25 The Lord is good to those who depend on him,

to those who search for him.

26 So it is good to wait quietly

for salvation from the Lord.

27 And it is good for people to submit at an early age

to the yoke of his discipline:

28 Let them sit alone in silence

beneath the Lord’s demands.

29 Let them lie face down in the dust,

for there may be hope at last.

30 Let them turn the other cheek to those who strike them

and accept the insults of their enemies.

31 For no one is abandoned

by the Lord forever.

32 Though he brings grief, he also shows compassion

because of the greatness of his unfailing love.

33 For he does not enjoy hurting people

or causing them sorrow.

34 If people crush underfoot

all the prisoners of the land,

35 if they deprive others of their rights

in defiance of the Most High,

36 if they twist justice in the courts—

doesn’t the Lord see all these things?

37 Who can command things to happen

without the Lord’s permission?

38 Does not the Most High

send both calamity and good?

39 Then why should we, mere humans, complain

when we are punished for our sins?

40 Instead, let us test and examine our ways.

Let us turn back to the Lord.

41 Let us lift our hearts and hands

to God in heaven and say,

42 “We have sinned and rebelled,

and you have not forgiven us.

43 “You have engulfed us with your anger, chased us down,

and slaughtered us without mercy.

44 You have hidden yourself in a cloud

so our prayers cannot reach you.

45 You have discarded us as refuse and garbage

among the nations.

46 “All our enemies

have spoken out against us.

47 We are filled with fear,

for we are trapped, devastated, and ruined.”

48 Tears stream from my eyes

because of the destruction of my people!

49 My tears flow endlessly;

they will not stop

50 until the Lord looks down

from heaven and sees.

51 My heart is breaking

over the fate of all the women of Jerusalem.

52 My enemies, whom I have never harmed,

hunted me down like a bird.

53 They threw me into a pit

and dropped stones on me.

54 The water rose over my head,

and I cried out, “This is the end!”

55 But I called on your name, Lord,

from deep within the pit.

56 You heard me when I cried, “Listen to my pleading!

Hear my cry for help!”

57 Yes, you came when I called;

you told me, “Do not fear.”

58 Lord, you have come to my defense;

you have redeemed my life.

59 You have seen the wrong they have done to me, Lord.

Be my judge, and prove me right.

60 You have seen the vengeful plots

my enemies have laid against me.

61 Lord, you have heard the vile names they call me.

You know all about the plans they have made.

62 My enemies whisper and mutter

as they plot against me all day long.

63 Look at them! Whether they sit or stand,

I am the object of their mocking songs.

64 Pay them back, Lord,

for all the evil they have done.

65 Give them hard and stubborn hearts,

and then let your curse fall on them!

66 Chase them down in your anger,

destroying them beneath the Lord’s heavens.

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