There is a generation, it's pure in its own eyes
Yet it hasn't been washed from its own filth
There is a generation, whose teeth are swords and knives
They devour the oppressed, they remove the needy from the earth
How long, how long, O Lord, must I cry to You about violence
Why do You, why do You force me to look upon injustice all day long
And why do You tolerate wrongdoing, Lord
Oppression, violence, conflicts escalate
I cry out to You: How long till You save
There is a nation, terrifying and fierce
They march and seize territories not their own
There is a nation, flying like an eagle
They believe sovereignty and justice stem from themselves
How long, how long, O Lord, must I cry to You about violence
Why do You, why do You force me to look upon injustice all day long
And Why do You tolerate wrongdoing, Lord
Oppression, violence, conflicts escalate
I cry out to You: How long till You save
All of them do violence, they sweep through the land like the wind
All of them do violence, and their god is their strength
God from everlasting, too pure to approve wickedness
O God from everlasting, how long until You save
My consolation is that our present sufferings
Aren't worth comparing to the glory to come
My consolation - our holy God sees everything
God of impartiality whose judgments are always just
How long, how long, O Lord, must I cry to You about violence
Why do You, why do You force me to look upon injustice all day long
And why do You tolerate wrongdoing, Lord
Oppression, violence, conflicts escalate
I cry out to You, how long till You save
How long, how long till You save
How long, how long till You save
How long, how long until You save