Thou, Lord, Hast Forsaken

Thou

Lord

hast for­sak­en

To shame brought our boasts;

No more to the field

Dost Thou go with our hosts;

Thou turn­est us back

From the foe in dis­may

And spoil­ers who hate us

Have made us their prey.

Like sheep to the slaugh­ter

Thy peo­ple are giv­en

Dispersed through the na­tions

Afar we are driv­en;

Thou sell­est Thy peo­ple

To strang­ers for naught

Their price to Thy trea­sure

No in­crease has brought.

Thou mak­est our neigh­bors

Reproach us in pride

And those that are near us

To scoff and de­ride;

A by-word the na­tions

Have made of our name

With scorn and de­ri­sion

They put us to shame.

Yea

all the day long

I be­hold my dis­grace;

And co­vered I am

With con­fu­sion of face;

The voice of blas­phem­ers

And scoff­ers I hear

The foe and aveng­er

Against me ap­pear.

All this I have suf­fered

And nev­er for­got

To serve Thee

Je­ho­vah

Nor false­ly have wrought;

Our heart is not turned

And our steps have not strayed

Though crushed amid ru­ins

And un­der death’s shade.