You have given us tears as our food. You have made us drink tears by the bowlful.
I refuse to touch that kind of food. It makes me sick.
I eat ashes as my food. My tears fall into what I’m drinking.
My tears have been my food day and night. All day long people say to me, “Where is your God?”
God, why have you turned your back on us for so long? Why are you so angry with us? We are your very own sheep.
Lord, how long will you be angry with us? Will it be forever? How long will your jealousy burn like fire?
He might treat you like prisoners. You might eat the bread of trouble. You might drink the water of suffering. But he will be your Teacher. He won’t hide himself anymore. You will see him with your own eyes.
“You have covered yourself with the cloud of your anger. You have chased us. You have killed us without pity.
You have covered yourself with the cloud of your anger. Our prayers can’t get through to you.