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I am the man who has seen affliction
    by the rod of his wrath.
He has led me and caused me to walk in darkness,
    and not in light.
Surely he turns his hand against me
    again and again all day long.

He has made my flesh and my skin old.
    He has broken my bones.
He has built against me,
    and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
He has made me dwell in dark places,
    as those who have been long dead.

He has walled me about, so that I can’t go out.
    He has made my chain heavy.
Yes, when I cry, and call for help,
    he shuts out my prayer.
He has walled up my ways with cut stone.
    He has made my paths crooked.

10 He is to me as a bear lying in wait,
    as a lion in secret places.
11 He has turned away my ways,
    and pulled me in pieces.
    He has made me desolate.
12 He has bent his bow,
    and set me as a mark for the arrow.

13 He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.
14     I have become a derision to all my people,
    and their song all day long.
15 He has filled me with bitterness.
    He has stuffed me with wormwood.

16 He has also broken my teeth with gravel.
    He has covered me with ashes.
17 You have removed my soul far away from peace.
    I forgot prosperity.
18 I said, “My strength has perished,
    along with my expectation from Yahweh.”

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Israel’s Affliction

I am a man who has seen misery,
under the rod of his wrath.
He has driven me along, he brought
    darkness and not light.
Surely he has turned his hand against me,
    all day long.
He has worn out my flesh and skin,
    he has broken my bones.
He has besieged[a] and engulfed me
    with bitterness and hardship.
In darkness he has let me dwell
    like the dead of long ago.
He has built a wall around me, I cannot go out;
    he has made my bronze fetters heavy.
Though I cry out for help,
    he shuts out my prayers.
He has blocked my ways with dressed stones;
    he has made my paths crooked.
10 To me he is like a bear lying in wait,
    a lion in hiding.
11 He has forsaken my way and torn me to pieces;
    he has caused me desolation.
12 He has bent his bow and set me
    as the target for the arrow.
13 He shot the arrows of his quiver[b]
    into my kidneys.
14 I have become a laughingstock for all the people,
    their mocking song all day long.
15 He has filled me with bitterness,
    he has drenched me with wormwood.
16 He has broken my teeth on grit,
    he has trampled me down in ash.
17 My life has been removed from peace,
    I have forgotten goodness.
18 And I have said, “My glory is ruined,
    my expectation from Yahweh.”

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Notas al pie

  1. Lamentations 3:5 Literally “he has built against”
  2. Lamentations 3:13 Literally “the offspring of his arrow quiver”