Lamentations 5

Matthew(i) 1 Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consydre and se oure confusyon. 2 Oure enherytaunce is turned to the straungers, and oure houses to the aleauntes. 3 We are become carefull and fatherlesse, and oure mothers are as the wydowes. 4 We are fayne to drinke oure owne water for money, and oure owne wod muste we bye wyth moneye. 5 Oure nec are vnder persecucyon, we are weery, and haue no rest. 6 A fore tyme we yelded oure selues to the Egypcians, and now to the Assiryans, onely that we myght haue bred ynough. 7 Oure fathers (whiche now are gone) haue synned, & we must beare their wyckednesse. 8 Seruauntes haue the rule of vs, & no man delyuereth vs out of their handes. 9 We must gett oure lyuynge with the parell of oure lyues because of the drouth of the wyldernesse. 10 Oure skynne is as it had bene brent in an ouen, for very sore honger. 11 The wyues are raueshed in Syon, and the maydens in the cytyes of Iuda. 12 The prynces are hanged vp wyth the hande of the enemyes, they haue not spared the olde sage men, 13 they haue taken yonge mens lyues from them, and the boyes are hanged vp vpon trees. 14 The elders syt no more vnder the gates, and the yonge men vse no more playeng of Musyke. 15 The ioye of oure herte is gone, oure merye quere is turned into mournynge. 16 The garlande of oure head is fallen: alas, that euer we synned so sore. 17 Therfore oure herte is full of heuynesse, and oure eyes dymme: 18 because of the hyll of Syon that is destroyed. In so moch, that the foxes runne vpon it. 19 But thou, O Lord, that remaynest for euermore, and thy seate world wythout ende: 20 wherfore wilt thou styll forgett vs, and forsake vs so longe? 21 O Lord, turne thou vs vnto the, and so shall we be turned. Renne our dayes as in olde tymes, 22 for thou hast banyshed vs now long ynough, & hast bene sore dyspleased at vs.