The Lamentations of Jeremiah - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 878
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LAMENTATIONS OF ]EREMIAH.
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Srmzn 4.
To crush under one’s feet all those chained to the earth,
To distort a man’s right in the face of the Highest,
To pervert a man’s cause, the Loan never approves.
Who speaks, and it comes, when the Lon;) has not ordered?
Both bad and good came from the mouth of the Highest.
Srnuzn 5.
THE LORD°S REPLY.
‘ Why complain men of pain? Men who live in their sins F
Search your ways, and repent, and turn back to the LORD,
Lift your hearts, not your hands, to the Gon in the Heavens!
Tun P1zor>nnr’s Response.
' We have sinned and have sorrowed ; but You have not
pardoned ;—-·
Clothed in fury, You followed, and slew without pity;
You go clothed in a cloud that our prayer cannot cross.
You make usthe rubbish and refuse of Nations!
Srauzp. 6.
‘ All our enemies open upon us their mouths,
Ours Fear and the Pit, and betrayal and breaking!
My eyes flow like brooks at the wreck of my People ;·—
Mine eyes flow without resting and will not leave off,
Until the LORD looks down and sees it from Heaven,
Mine eye wounds my soul for the girls of my City i
Sranza 7.
Without cause, I was chased like a bird by my foes,
My life shut in a dungeon, with stone laid above;
I am doomed !
Loma, I then called Your Name, from the nethermost dungeon,
And Your ear heard my voice, and with pleasure my shriek.
Fear not!
Loan, You pleaded my cause, and gave my body life!
You said I was wronged, LORD, and granted acquittal;
You saw all their malice and plottings against me;
You heard their abuse, LORD, against me conspiring,
My t`oes’ lips, and contrivance against me all day;
Saw that sitting and rising, I stillwas their song l
What their own hands have made, LORD, returnas their pay,
Give them blindfolded minds, as Your curse in themselves!
LORD, chase them in anger, and sweep them from under the sky 2
LAMENT 5.
Zhi ililrgg mz Zim:.
Srawza r.
How the bright gold is tarnished!
The beautiful sculptures dung down!
The fair stones at the top of the streets!
Srrmza z.
Sons of Zion, the precious, the equal to gold,
Are esteemed but as pitchers, the work of a potter !
_ Wild beasts draw the breast,—·—they give suck to their young ;
But our mothers are hard, like the birds of the Desert!
So their infant’s tongue sticks to its palate for thirst l
The children ask bread, but they cannot obtain it;
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