Olam 2

Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger in the top of every street.

Behold, O LORD, and consider to whom thou hast done this. Shall the women eat their fruit, <i>and</i> children of a span long? shall the priest and the prophet be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord?

The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets: my virgins and my young men are fallen by the sword; thou hast slain <i>them</i> in the day of thine anger; thou hast killed, <i>and</i> not pitied.

Thou hast called as in a solemn day my terrors round about, so that in the day of the LORD'S anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have swaddled and brought up hath mine enemy consumed.

I <i>am</i> the man <i>that</i> hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

He hath led me, and brought <i>me into</i> darkness, but not <i>into</i> light.

Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand <i>against me</i> all the day.

My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.

He hath builded against me, and compassed <i>me</i> with gall and travail.

He hath set me in dark places, as <i>they that be</i> dead of old.