My tears have been my food day and night, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let there be known among the nations in our sight, Vengeance for the blood of Your servants which has been shed.
You have fed them with the bread of tears, And You have made them to drink tears in large measure.
For I have eaten ashes like bread And mingled my drink with weeping
Why should the nations say, “ Where, now, is their God?”
As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Perhaps the Lord will look on my affliction and return good to me instead of his cursing this day.”
Many are saying of my soul, “There is no deliverance for him in God.” Selah.
“ Commit yourself to the Lord; let Him deliver him; Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him.”
And return to our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom The reproach with which they have reproached You, O Lord.
Let the priests, the Lord’s ministers, Weep between the porch and the altar, And let them say, “ Spare Your people, O Lord, And do not make Your inheritance a reproach, A byword among the nations. Why should they among the peoples say, ‘ Where is their God?’”
Then my enemy will see, And shame will cover her who said to me, “Where is the Lord your God?” My eyes will look on her; At that time she will be trampled down Like mire of the streets.