Remember, O Jehovah, what hath befallen us, Look attentively, and see our reproach.
Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.
Thou hast heard their reproach, O Jehovah, All their thoughts against me,
and they say to me, 'Those left, who have been left of the captivity there in the province, are in great evil, and in reproach, and the wall of Jerusalem is broken down, and its gates have been burnt with fire.'
Remember, I pray Thee, the word that Thou didst command Moses Thy servant, saying, Ye -- ye trespass -- I scatter you among peoples;
Hear, O our God, for we have been despised; and turn back their reproach on their own head, and give them for a spoil in a land of captivity;
Remember Thou that my life is a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.
Till when, O God, doth an adversary reproach? Doth an enemy despise thy name for ever?
We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
And turn Thou back to our neighbours, Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach, Wherewith they reproached Thee, O Lord.
Remember, O Lord, the reproach of Thy servants, I have borne in my bosom all the strivings of the peoples,
Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,
Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know -- I have borne for Thee reproach.
See, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house it is as death.
Clapped hands at thee have all passing by the way, They have hissed -- and they shake the head At the daughter of Jerusalem: 'Is this the city of which they said: The perfection of beauty, a joy to all the land?'
See, O Jehovah, and look attentively, To whom Thou hast acted thus, Do women eat their fruit, infants of a handbreadth? Slain in the sanctuary of the Lord are priest and prophet?
Remember my affliction and my mourning, Wormwood and gall!
O Jehovah, I heard thy report, I have been afraid, O Jehovah, Thy work! in midst of years revive it, In the midst of years Thou makest known In anger Thou dost remember mercy.
and he said to Jesus, 'Remember me, lord, when thou mayest come in thy reign;'