Lamentations Chapter 5
Yo, God, check out what’s popped off with us: our struggle is straight-up rough vibes.
Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach.
Our belongings got jacked by outsiders, and our cribs are now owned by strangers.
Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.
We’re feeling like orphans out here, no pops, and our moms are acting like widows, fr.
We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers {are} as widows.
We gotta pay for our water; even our wood is getting flipped back to us, no cap.
We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold unto us. {is...: Heb. cometh for price}
We’re under crazy pressure: grinding hard, but no chill or breaks.
Our necks {are} under persecution: we labour, {and} have no rest. {Our...: Heb. On our necks are we persecuted}
We hit up the Egyptians and Assyrians just to score some bread, bet.
We have given the hand {to} the Egyptians, {and to} the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.
Our fam messed up, and now we’re stuck carrying their baggage, savage.
Our fathers have sinned, {and are} not; and we have borne their iniquities.
Servants are calling the shots: nobody’s stepping in to save us from their grip, sus.
Servants have ruled over us: {there is} none that doth deliver {us} out of their hand.
We’re hustling for bread while risking our lives ‘cause of the wild’s sword.
We gat our bread with {the peril of} our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
Our skin’s looking dark like an oven ‘cause of the mad famine, fr.
Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine. {terrible: or, terrors, or, storms}
They were wildin’ with the shawties in Zion, and the girls in Judah’s towns.
They ravished the women in Zion, {and} the maids in the cities of Judah.
The princes got hung by their hands: elders weren’t getting any respect, fr.
Princes are hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured.
They had the young bucks grinding, and the kids got crushed under the wood.
They took the young men to grind, and the children fell under the wood.
Elders stopped vibing at the gate, and the young ones ditched the music scene.
The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their musick.
Our heart’s joy is MIA; our dance turned into straight-up mourning.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
The crown dropped from our heads: we messed up, and that’s a major oof!
The crown is fallen {from} our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned! {The...: Heb. The crown of our head is fallen}
Our hearts are feeling weak; our eyes are dim from all this hurt, periodt.
For this our heart is faint; for these {things} our eyes are dim.
Zion’s hill is all bummed out, and even foxes are roaming around it, no cap.
Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
But you, God, are eternal; your throne stays lit forever, no doubt.
Thou, O LORD, remainest for ever; thy throne from generation to generation.
Why you ghosting us for so long, Lord? Don’t leave us hanging, fr.
Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, {and} forsake us so long time? {so...: Heb. for length of days?}
Bring us back to you, God, and we’ll bounce back; renew our days like back in the day.
Turn thou us unto thee, O LORD, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.
But you’ve totally turned us down; you’re mad at us, and that’s just facts.
But thou hast utterly rejected us; thou art very wroth against us. {But...: or, For wilt thou utterly reject us?}