Day and night my tears are my only food, as everyone keeps asking, “Where is your God?”
But if the LORD hears these curses and sees the trouble I'm in, perhaps he will have pity on me instead.
Instead of food, I have ashes to eat and tears to drink,
Why should the nations ask, “Where is your God?”
Then I lift my hands in prayer, because my soul is a desert, thirsty for water from you.
and say, “Trust the LORD! If you are his favourite, let him protect you and keep you safe.”
me and say, “God won't rescue you!”
Even my bones are in pain, while all day long my enemies sneer and ask, “Where is your God?”
I have seen your power and your glory in the place of worship.
Why should nations ask us, “Where is your God?” Let us and the other nations see you take revenge for your servants who died a violent death.
Each of those nations sneered at you, our Lord. Now let others sneer at them, seven times as much.
You gave us tears for food, and you made us drink them by the bowlful.
LORD God All-Powerful, my King and my God, sparrows find a home near your altars; swallows build nests there to raise their young.
Your men must come to these three festivals each year to worship me.
Tell my servants, the priests, to cry inside the temple and to offer this prayer near the altar: “Save your people, LORD God! Don't let foreign nations make jokes about us. Don't let them laugh and ask, ‘Where is your God?’ ”
You, my enemies, said, “The LORD God is helpless.” Now each of you will be disgraced and put to shame. I will see you trampled like mud in the street.
Has anyone else ever heard the only true God speaking from fire, as we have? And even if they have, would they live to tell about it?