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God’s Steadfast Love Endures

I am one who has seen affliction
    under the rod of God’s[a] wrath;(A)
he has driven and brought me
    into darkness without any light;
against me alone he turns his hand,
    again and again, all day long.(B)

He has made my flesh and my skin waste away;
    he has broken my bones;(C)
he has besieged and enveloped me
    with bitterness and tribulation;
he has made me sit in darkness
    like the dead of long ago.(D)

He has walled me about so that I cannot escape;
    he has put heavy chains on me;(E)
though I call and cry for help,
    he shuts out my prayer;(F)
he has blocked my ways with hewn stones;
    he has made my paths crooked.

10 He is a bear lying in wait for me,
    a lion in hiding;(G)
11 he led me off my way and tore me to pieces;
    he has made me desolate;
12 he bent his bow and set me
    as a mark for his arrow.(H)

13 He shot into my vitals
    the arrows of his quiver;
14 I have become the laughingstock of all my people,
    the object of their taunt songs all day long.(I)
15 He has filled me with bitterness;
    he has sated me with wormwood.

16 He has made my teeth grind on gravel;
    he has made me cower in ashes;
17 my soul is bereft of peace;
    I have forgotten what happiness is;
18 so I say, “Gone is my glory
    and all that I had hoped for from the Lord.”

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Footnotes

  1. 3.1 Heb his

An individual’s complaint

I am someone[a] who saw the suffering caused by God’s[b] angry rod.
He drove me away, forced me to walk in darkness, not light.
He turned his hand even against me, over and over again, all day long.

He wore out my flesh and my skin; he broke my bones.
He besieged me, surrounding me with bitterness and weariness.
He made me live in dark places like those who’ve been dead a long time.

He walled me in so I couldn’t escape; he made my chains heavy.
Even though I call out and cry for help, he silences my prayer.
He walled in my paths with stonework; he made my routes crooked.

10 He is a bear lurking for me, a lion in hiding.
11 He took me from my path[c] and tore me apart; he made me desolate.
12 He drew back his bow, made me a shooting target for arrows.

13 He shot the arrows of his quiver into my inside parts.
14 I have become a joke to all my people, the object of their song of ridicule all day long.
15 He saturated me with grief, made me choke on bitterness.

16 He crushed my teeth into the gravel; he pressed me down into the ashes.
17 I’ve[d] rejected peace; I’ve forgotten what is good.
18 I thought: My future is gone, as well as my hope from the Lord.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 3:1 Or the man; also in 3:27, 35, 39
  2. Lamentations 3:1 Or his
  3. Lamentations 3:11 Heb uncertain
  4. Lamentations 3:17 Or my spirit; also in 3:20, 24, 25, 51, 58