37 Who 'is' this—he hath said, and it is, 'And' the Lord hath not commanded 'it'? 38 From the mouth of the Most High Go not forth the evils and the good. 39 What—sigh habitually doth a living man, A man for his sin? 40 We search our ways, and investigate, And turn back unto Jehovah. 41 We lift up our heart on the hands unto God in the heavens.
42 We—we have transgressed and rebelled, Thou—Thou hast not forgiven. 43 Thou hast covered Thyself with anger, And dost pursue us; Thou hast slain—Thou hast not pitied. 44 Thou hast covered Thyself with a cloud, So that prayer doth not pass through. 45 Offscouring and refuse Thou dost make us In the midst of the peoples. 46 Opened against us their mouth have all our enemies. 47 Fear and a snare hath been for us, Desolation and destruction. 48 Rivulets of water go down my eye, For the destruction of the daughter of my people. 49 Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission, 50 Till Jehovah looketh and seeth from the heavens, 51 My eye affecteth my soul, Because of all the daughters of my city. 52 Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause. 53 They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me. 54 Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
55 I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit. 56 My voice Thou hast heard, Hide not Thine ear at my breathing—at my cry. 57 Thou hast drawn near in the day I call Thee, Thou hast said, Fear not. 58 Thou hast pleaded, O Lord, the pleadings of my soul, Thou hast redeemed my life. 59 Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, my overthrow, Judge Thou my cause. 60 Thou hast seen all their vengeance, All their thoughts of me. 61 Thou hast heard their reproach, O Jehovah, All their thoughts against me, 62 The lips of my withstanders, Even their meditation against me all the day. 63 Their sitting down, and their rising up, Behold attentively, I 'am' their song. 64 Thou returnest to them the deed, O Jehovah, According to the work of their hands. 65 Thou givest to them a covered heart, Thy curse to them. 66 Thou pursuest in anger, and destroyest them, From under the heavens of Jehovah!
The Punishment of Zion Accomplished
41 How is the gold become dim, Changed the best—the pure gold? Poured out are stones of the sanctuary At the head of all out-places. 2 The precious sons of Zion, Who are comparable with fine gold, How have they been reckoned earthen bottles, Work of the hands of a potter. 3 Even dragons have drawn out the breast, They have suckled their young ones, The daughter of my people is become cruel, Like the ostriches in a wilderness. 4 Cleaved hath the tongue of a suckling unto his palate with thirst, Infants asked bread, a dealer out they have none. 5 Those eating of dainties have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills. 6 And greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people, Than the sin of Sodom, That was overturned as 'in' a moment, And no hands were stayed on her. 7 Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form. 8 Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered—it hath been as wood. 9 Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field. 10 The hands of merciful women have boiled their own children, They have been for food to them, In the destruction of the daughter of my people. 11 Completed hath Jehovah His fury, He hath poured out the fierceness of His anger, And he kindleth a fire in Zion, And it devoureth her foundations. 12 Believe not did the kings of earth, And any of the inhabitants of the world, That come would an adversary and enemy Into the gates of Jerusalem.
13 Because of the sins of her prophets, The iniquities of her priests, Who are shedding in her midst the blood of the righteous, 14 They have wandered naked in out-places, They have been polluted with blood, Without 'any' being able to touch their clothing, 15 'Turn aside—unclean,' they called to them, 'Turn aside, turn aside, touch not,' For they fled—yea, they have wandered, They have said among nations: 'They do not add to sojourn.' 16 The face of Jehovah hath divided them, He doth not add to behold them, The face of priests they have not lifted up, Elders they have not favoured. 17 While we exist—consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation 'that' saveth not. 18 They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end. 19 Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned 'after' us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us. 20 The breath of our nostrils—the anointed of Jehovah, Hath been captured in their pits, of whom we said: 'In his shadow we do live among nations.'
21 Joy and rejoice, O daughter of Edom, Dwelling in the land of Uz, Even unto thee pass over doth a cup, Thou art drunk, and makest thyself naked. 22 Completed 'is' thy iniquity, daughter of Zion, He doth not add to remove thee, He hath inspected thy iniquity, O daughter of Edom, He hath removed 'thee' because of thy sins!
A Prayer for Mercy
51 Remember, O Jehovah, what hath befallen us, Look attentively, and see our reproach. 2 Our inheritance hath been turned to strangers, Our houses to foreigners. 3 Orphans we have been—without a father, our mothers 'are' as widows. 4 Our water for money we have drunk, Our wood for a price doth come. 5 For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured—there hath been no rest for us. 6 'To' Egypt we have given a hand, 'To' Asshur, to be satisfied with bread. 7 Our fathers have sinned—they are not, We their iniquities have borne. 8 Servants have ruled over us, A deliverer there is none from their hand. 9 With our lives we bring in our bread, Because of the sword of the wilderness. 10 Our skin as an oven hath been burning, Because of the raging of the famine. 11 Wives in Zion they have humbled, Virgins—in cities of Judah. 12 Princes by their hand have been hanged, The faces of elders have not been honoured. 13 Young men to grind they have taken, And youths with wood have stumbled. 14 The aged from the gate have ceased, Young men from their song. 15 Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing. 16 Fallen hath the crown 'from' our head, Wo 'is' now to us, for we have sinned.
17 For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim. 18 For the mount of Zion—that is desolate, Foxes have gone up on it. 19 Thou, O Jehovah, to the age remainest, Thy throne to generation and generation. 20 Why for ever dost Thou forget us? Thou forsakest us for length of days! 21 Turn us back, O Jehovah, unto Thee, And we turn back, renew our days as of old. 22 For hast Thou utterly rejected us? Thou hast been wroth against us—exceedingly?