The third lamentation — a lamentation over the afflicted prophet identified with his punished people
The prophet's (representing his people's) affliction
am the man who has seen affliction
By the rod of His wrath.
He has driven me and brought me
Into darkness and not light.
Surely against me He has turned His hand
Again and again all the day.
He has wasted my flesh and my skin;
He has broken my bones.
He has built up a siege against me
And encircled me with gall and travail.
He has made me dwell in dark places,
Like those who have long been dead.
He has walled me about so that I cannot go forth;
He has made my bronze chain heavy.
Indeed, when I cry out and call for help,
He shuts out my prayer.
He has walled in my ways with hewn stone;
He has made my paths crooked.
He is to me like a bear lying in wait,
Like a lion in hidden places.
He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces;
He has made me desolate.
He bent His bow
And set me as a target for the arrow.
He has caused the arrows of His quiver
To enter my inward parts.
I have become a aderision
to all my people,
Their mocking song all the day.
He has filled me with bitterness;
He has made me drunk with wormwood.
He has also crushed my teeth with gravel;
He has covered me with ashes.
And You have removed my soul far from peace;
I have forgotten prosperity.
And I said, My strength has perished
As well as my hope in Jehovah.
Remember my affliction and my 1wandering
The wormwood and the gall.
My soul remembers them well
And is bowed down within me.
The prophet's (representing his people's) hope
This I recall to my heart;
Therefore I have hope.
It is Jehovah’s alovingkindness
that we are not 1consumed
For His bcompassions
do not fail;
They are new 1every amorning
Great is Your 2bfaithfulness
Jehovah is my 1aportion
, says my soul;
Therefore I hope in Him.
Jehovah is good to those who 1await
To the soul that seeks Him.
It is good for one to hope, and to do so in silence,
For the salvation of Jehovah.
It is good for a man to bear
The yoke in his youth.
Let him sit alone and be silent,
Because He has laid it upon him.
Let him put his mouth in the dust —
Perhaps there is hope.
Let him give his acheek
to him who strikes him;
Let him be filled with reproach.
For the Lord will not aCast
But even if He causes grief, He will have compassion
According to the multitude of His lovingkindness;
For He does not afflict willingly
Or grieve the children of men.
The crushing under his foot
Of all the prisoners of the earth,
The turning aside of the justice due a man
Before the face of the Most High,
The wronging of a man in his cause —
Will not the Lord see all these?
Who is he who says, and it comes to pass,
What the Lord has not commanded?
Out of the amouth of the Most High
Do there not proceed bevil
things and something good?
Why does a living man complain,
A man for the punishment of his sins?
The prophet's request to his people
Let us examine our ways and try them,
And let us aturn
again to Jehovah.
Let us lift up our heart with our hands
Unto God in the heavens.
We have transgressed and rebelled;
You have not pardoned.
You have covered Yourself with anger and have pursued us;
You have slain; You have not spared.
You have covered Yourself with a cloud
That prayer might not pass through.
You have made us aoffscouring
In the midst of the peoples.
All our enemies have opened
Their mouths against us.
and the pit are upon us,
Devastation and destruction.
My eye aruns
down with streams of water
For the destruction of the daughter of my people.
My eye pours forth and does not stop;
There is no cessation,
Until Jehovah looks down
And sees from the heavens.
My eye pains my soul
Because of all the daughters of my city.
They have hunted me down like a bird,
They who are my enemies without cause.
They have brought my life to its end in the pit
And have thrown a stone upon me.
Water streamed over my head;
I said, I have been cut off.
The prophet's (representing his people's) prayer to Jehovah
upon Your name, O Jehovah,
From the lowest pit.
You have heard my voice; do not hide
Your ear at my breathing, at my cry.
You drew anear
in the day that I called upon You;
You said, Do not fear.
Lord, You have pleaded my soul’s case;
You have redeemed my life.
You have seen, O Jehovah, my oppression;
Judge my cause.
You have seen all their vengeance,
All their plans, against me.
You have heard their reproach, O Jehovah,
All their plans against me,
The lips of those who rise up against me
And their meditation against me all the day.
Look upon their sitting down and their rising up;
I am their mocking song.
will render to them a recompense, O Jehovah,
According to the work of their hands.
You will give them hardness of heart;
Your curse be upon them.
You will pursue them in anger and will destroy them
the heavens of Jehovah.