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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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The Lord’s Purposes for Affliction

I am a man familiar with affliction—
    under the rod of God’s[a] anger.
He has led me—brought me
    into darkness, not into light.
He truly turned his hand against me,
    again and again, all day long.

He made my flesh and skin prematurely old;
    he broke my bones.
He laid siege against me,
    surrounding me with bitterness and suffering.
He has forced me to live in darkness,
    like those who are long dead.

He has walled me in so I cannot escape;
    he placed heavy chains on me.
Indeed, when I cry out, calling for help,
    he shuts out my prayer.
He impeded my way with blocks of stone,
    making my paths uneven.

10 He is like[b] a bear that lies in wait for me,
    a lion in hiding.
11 He forced me off my path,
    tearing me to pieces and making me desolate.
12 He bent his bow,
    aiming at me with his arrow.

13 He caused his war arrows[c]
    to pierce my vital organs.
14 I have become a laughingstock to all my people,
    the object of their taunts throughout the day.
15 He has filled me with bitterness,
    making me drink wormwood.

16 He broke my teeth on gravel,
    covering me with dust.
17 You have removed peace from my life;
    I have forgotten what prosperity is.[d]
18 So I say, “My strength is gone
    as is my hope in the Lord.”

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 3:1 Lit. his
  2. Lamentations 3:10 The Heb. lacks like
  3. Lamentations 3:13 Lit. caused the sons of his arrows
  4. Lamentations 3:17 Lit. forgotten prosperity