Rotherham - Lamentations - 3

3:1  I, am the man, that hath seen affliction, by the rod of his indignation;

3:2  Me, hath he driven out and brought into darkness, and not light;

3:3  Surely, against me, doth he again and again, turn his hand all the day.

3:4  He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones;

3:5  He hath built up against me, and carried round me, fortifications and a trench;

3:6  In dark places, hath he made me sit, like the dead of age-past times.

3:7  He hath walled up around me, that I cannot get out, hath weighted my fetter;

3:8  Yea, when I make outcry and implore, he hath shut out my prayer;

3:9  He hath walled in my ways with hewn stone, my paths, hath he caused to wind back.

3:10  A bear lying in wait, he is to me, a lion, in secret places;

3:11  My ways, hath he turned aside, and hath torn me in pieces, hath made me desolate;

3:12  He hath trodden his bow, and set me up, as a mark for the arrow.

3:13  He hath caused to enter my reins, the sons of his quiver;

3:14  I have become a derision to all my people, their song all the day;

3:15  He hath sated me with bitter things, hath drenched me with wormwood.

3:16  And he hath crushed, with gravel-stones, my teeth, hath made me cower in ashes;

3:17  And thou hast thrust away from welfare, my soul, I have forgotten prosperity;

3:18  And I said, Vanished is mine endurance, even mine expectation, from Yahweh.

3:19  Remember my humiliation and my fleeings, the wormwood and poison;

3:20  Thou wilt, indeed remember, that, bowed down concerning myself, is my soul;

3:21  This, will I bring back to my heart, therefore, will I hope.

3:22  The lovingkindnesses of Yahweh, verily they are not exhausted, Verily! not at an end, are his compassions:

3:23  New things for the mornings! Abundant is thy faithfulness:

3:24  My portion, is Yahweh, saith my soul, For this cause, will I wait for him.

3:25  Good is Yahweh, to them who wait for him, to the soul that will seek him;

3:26  Good it is—both to wait and to be silent, for the deliverance of Yahweh;

3:27  Good it is for a man, that he should bear the yoke in his youth.

3:28  Let him sit alone, and keep silence, because he took it upon himself:

3:29  Let him put, in the dust, his mouth, peradventure, there is hope!

3:30  Let him give, to him that smiteth him, his cheek, let him be sated with reproach.

3:31  Surely My Lord, will not cast off, unto times age-abiding;

3:32  Surely, though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion, according to the multitude of his lovingkindnesses;

3:33  Surely he hath not afflicted from his heart, nor caused sorrow to the sons of men.

3:34  To crush, under his feet, any of the prisoners of the earth;

3:35  To turn aside the right of a man, before the face of the Most High;

3:36  To oppress a son of earth in his cause, My Lord, hath made no provision.

3:37  Who was it that spake, and it was done, [when], My Lord, had not commanded?

3:38  Out of the mouth of the Most High, Proceed there not misfortunes and blessing?

3:39  Why should a living son of earth complain, [Let] a man [complain] because of his sins?

3:40  Let us search out our ways, and examine them well, and let us return unto Yahweh;

3:41  Let us lift up our heart, to the opened palms, to the Mighty One in the heavens;

3:42  We, have trespassed and rebelled, Thou, hast not pardoned.

3:43  Thou hast covered thyself with anger, and pursued us, hast slain—hast not spared;

3:44  Thou hast screened thyself with the clouds, that prayer, should not pass through;

3:45  Offscouring and refuse, dost thou make us, in the midst of the peoples.

3:46  With their mouth, opened wide over us, [stand] all our foes.

3:47  Terror and a pit, have befallen us, tumult and grievous injury;

3:48  With streams of water, mine eye runneth down, over the grievous injury of the daughter of my people.

3:49  Mine eye, poureth itself out and ceaseth not, without relief;

3:50  Until Yahweh out of the heavens shall look forth, and see,

3:51  Mine eye dealeth severely with my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.

3:52  They, have laid snares, for me as a bird, who are mine enemies without cause:

3:53  They have cut off, in the dungeon, my life, and have cast a stone upon me;

3:54  Waters, flowed over, my head, I said, I am cut off!

3:55  I have called upon thy Name, O Yahweh, out of the dungeon below;

3:56  My voice, thou hast heard,—do not close thine ear to my respite, to mine outcry;

3:57  Thou drewest near, in the day I kept calling on thee, thou saidst, Do not fear!

3:58  Thou hast pleaded, O My Lord, the pleas of my soul, hast redeemed my life;

3:59  Thou hast beheld, O Yahweh, my failure to get justice, Pronounce thou my sentence;

3:60  Thou hast seen all their vindictiveness, all their plots against me.

3:61  Thou hast heard their reproach, O Yahweh, all their plots against me;

3:62  The lips of mine assailants, and their mutterings, are against me, all the day;

3:63  On their downsitting and their uprising, do thou look, I, am their song.

3:64  Thou wilt render to them a recompense, O Yahweh, according to the work of their hands;

3:65  Thou wilt suffer them a veiling of heart, thy curse to them;

3:66  Thou wilt pursue in anger, and wilt destroy them, from under the heavens of Yahweh.