Before I confessed my sins, I kept it all inside; my dishonesty devastated my inner life, causing my life to be filled with frustration, irrepressible anguish, and misery.
Judah’s people have gone into exile under harsh labor and much pain. They found no place to rest living among foreigners. All their enemies have seized them in the narrow passes.
We are frustrated, growling like bears, like doves cooing mournfully. We wait and wait for justice, but it never seems to come; for salvation, but it remains distant.
Your children have fainted and lie fallen in the streets, like a gazelle caught in a net. Yahweh’s anger, the rebuke of your God, has overwhelmed them.
It was their sin and greed that made me angry, so I struck them and hid my face from them. But they continued in rebellion, following their own desires.