A pitiful complaint of Zion in prayer unto God.

5:1 Remember, Yahweh, what has come on us:
Look, and see our reproach.

5:2 Our inheritance is turned to strangers,
Our houses to aliens.

Isaiah 14:1

5:3 We are orphans and fatherless;
Our mothers are as widows.

5:4 We have drunken our water for money;
Our wood is sold to us.

5:5 Our pursuers are on our necks:
We are weary, and have no rest.

5:6 We have given the hand to the Egyptians,
To the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.

5:7 Our fathers sinned, and are no more;
We have borne their iniquities.

5:8 Servants rule over us:
There is none to deliver us out of their hand.

5:9 We get our bread at the peril of our lives,
Because of the sword of the wilderness.

5:10 Our skin is black like an oven,
Because of the burning heat of famine.

5:11 They ravished the women in Zion,
The virgins in the cities of Judah.

5:12 Princes were hanged up by their hand:
The faces of elders were not honored.

5:13 The young men bare the mill;
The children stumbled under the wood.

5:14 The elders have ceased from the gate,
The young men from their music.

5:15 The joy of our heart is ceased;
Our dance is turned into mourning.

5:16 The crown is fallen from our head:
Woe to us! for we have sinned.

5:17 For this our heart is faint;
For these things our eyes are dim;

5:18 For the mountain of Zion, which is desolate:
The foxes walk on it.

5:19 You, Yahweh, abide forever;
Your throne is from generation to generation.

5:20 Why do you forget us forever,
And forsake us so long time?

5:21 Turn us to yourself, Yahweh, and we shall be turned.
Renew our days as of old.

5:22 But you have utterly rejected us;
You are very angry against us.