Princes they hung by their hands, respect they stripped from the elders Young men rattle the millstone, boys stagger under their loads Wise elders have abandoned the gates, young men quit their songs Our hearts have abandoned their joy, our bodies that danced now mourn The crown has crashed from our head, woe to us, …
Lord, remember what has happened to us; look at us; see our disgrace Our possessions were given to strangers, our homes to squatters We are fatherless, orphans, our mothers are widows We pay for our water, and also our wood to heat and to eat We are constantly exploited, we are weary without rest We’ve …
Outraged, they cry, “Turn aside! Unclean! Turn aside! Do not touch us!” The roaches scatter incoherently; “they cannot stay,” it is said among the tribes Personally, YHWH has shattered and scattered them away from his protective watch The priests are not esteemed, the elders not revered Ragged, weary eyes failed, vainly peering for unpromised help …
