Lamentations 3:1-12

Affliction alone I have experienced under the rod of his wrath
Abeyant, ambled aimlessly to captivity, driven desperately in the dark
Attacking me alone, he turns and returns his fist relentlessly

Broke my bones, he scraped off my skin and flesh, worn like a garment
Built battlements enveloping me with bitterness and woe
Beleaguered by darkness and despair I sit as one long dead

Callously he has clamped and cramped me with walls, shackles I can’t escape
Calling, crying for help, my prayers are also caged
Cut paths made crooked and obstructed, choked with stones

Devouring creatures lurk, stealthy bear and stalking lion; they are YHWH, who
Dismembered me where I fled, and left me a carcass, desolate
Deftly toying with me, his target, as a bowman aims for sport

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