Revised Common Lectionary (Complementary)

² O God, you are my God,
    for whom I have been searching earnestly.^[c]
My soul yearns for you
    and my body thirsts for you,
like the earth when it is parched,
    arid and without water.
³ I have gazed upon you in the sanctuary
    so that I may behold your power^[d] and your glory.
⁴ Your kindness^[e] is a greater joy than life itself;
    thus my lips will speak your praise.
⁵ I will bless you all my life;
    with uplifted hands^[f] I will call on your name.
⁶ My soul^[g] will be satisfied as at a banquet
    and with rejoicing lips my mouth will praise you.
⁷ I think of you while I lie upon my bed,^[h]
    and I meditate on you during the watches of the night.
⁸ For you are my help,
    and in the shadow of your wings I rejoice.^[i]
9 My soul clings tightly to you;
    your right hand holds me fast.
^10 [j]Those who seek my life will incur ruin;
    they will sink down into the depths of the earth.
¹¹ They will be slain by the sword
    and their flesh will become food for jackals.^[k]
12 But the king will rejoice in God;
    all who swear by him^[l] will exult,
    for the mouths of liars will be silenced.

² Hear this, you elders!
    Listen to me, all you inhabitants of the land!
Has anything like this ever happened in your days
    or in the days of your ancestors?
³ Tell your children about it,
    and let them relate it to their children,
    and their children to the next generation.
⁴ What the cutting locust left,
    the swarming locust has eaten.
What the swarming locust left,
    the hopping locust has eaten.
And what the hopping locust left,
    the destroying locust has eaten.
⁵ Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!
    Lament, all you winedrinkers!
For the juice of the grape
    will be snatched from your mouth.
⁶ For a nation has invaded my land,
    powerful and too vast to count,
possessing teeth like those of a lion,
    and the fangs of a lioness.
⁷ It has laid waste my vines
    and destroyed my fig trees,
stripping off their bark
    and leaving their branches white.
⁸ Lament like a virgin garbed in sackcloth
    grieving for the betrothed of her youth.
⁹ Grain offerings and drink offerings are cut off
    from the house of the Lord.
The priests, the ministers of the Lord,
    are in mourning.
¹⁰ The fields are destroyed;
    the earth mourns.
The grain has been ruined;
    the wine has dried up;
    the oil has failed.
¹¹ Despair, you farmers,
    and wail, you vinedressers,
over the wheat and the barley;
    the harvest of the fields is lost.
¹² The vine has withered;
    the fig tree droops.
The pomegranate, the palm, and the apple tree—
    all the trees of the field have dried up.
And the joy of the people
    has also withered away.

¹³ Put on sackcloth and lament, you priests!
    Wail, you ministers of the altar!
Come, pass the entire night in sackcloth,
    you ministers of my God!
For the house of your God is deprived
    of grain offerings and libations.
¹⁴ Announce a holy fast;
    proclaim a solemn assembly.
Summon the elders
    and all the inhabitants of the land
to the house of the Lord, your God,
    and cry out to the Lord.