O LORD, have mercy on Your Nation,
how lonely ruin to her,
Look, my LORD, my heart is broken in sorrow for my people.
The land is barren,
the trees are laying down,
the rivers become dirty and smells unpleasant
the birds are flying away from our land,
Look! O LORD, my soul is weeping in my land
Young girls are singing in suffer,
Young boys are sitting on the roads,
No education in life,
No vision for future,
Look! my LORD, my heart is groaning for our youngsters
The children are crying out for food,
Hungry and thirsty have burnt her (our nation) with fever,
Homeless makes bitter poison to her,
Happiness has gone out of her life,
Grief has taken the place in heart.
O LORD, how long her heart will be crying in her own land,
Tear comes out for your healing hand to her.
***Based on the book of Lamentations and reversed and put into my groaning***