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Lamentations 1:16
For these things I weep; My eyes run down with water; Because far from me is a comforter, One to restore my soul. My children are desolate Because the enemy has prevailed.”
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Job 16:13
His arrows surround me. He splits my kidneys open without mercy; He pours out my bile on the ground.
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Lamentations 1:20
See, Lord, for I am in distress; My spirit is greatly troubled; My heart is overturned within me, For I have been very rebellious. In the street the sword has made women childless; In the house it is like death.
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Isaiah 22:4
Therefore I say,“ Look away from me, Let me weep bitterly, Do not try to comfort me concerning the destruction of the daughter of my people.”
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Psalms 22:14
I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
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Jeremiah 4:19
My soul, my soul! I am in anguish! Oh, my heart! My heart is pounding in me; I cannot keep silent, Because, my soul, you have heard The sound of the trumpet, The alarm of war.
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Psalms 6:7
My eye has wasted away with grief; It has grown old because of all my enemies.
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Lamentations 3:48-51
My eyes run down with streams of water Because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.My eyes flow unceasingly, Without stopping,Until the Lord looks down And sees from heaven.My eyes bring pain to my soul Because of all the daughters of my city.
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Lamentations 4:9-10
Better off are those killed by the sword Than those killed by hunger; For they waste away, stricken By the lack of the produce of the field.The hands of compassionate women Boiled their own children; They became food for them Due to the destruction of the daughter of my people.
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Lamentations 2:19-20
Arise, whimper in the night At the beginning of the night watches; Pour out your heart like water Before the presence of the Lord; Raise your hands to Him For the life of your little ones Who languish because of hunger At the head of every street.See, Lord, and look! With whom have You dealt this way? Should women really eat their children, The little ones who were born healthy? Should priest and prophet really be killed In the sanctuary of the Lord?
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Jeremiah 44:7
Now then, this is what the Lord God of armies, the God of Israel says:“ Why are you doing great harm to yourselves, to eliminate from yourselves man and woman, child and infant from among Judah, leaving yourselves without a remnant,
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1 Samuel 30 4
Then David and the people who were with him raised their voices and wept until there was no strength in them to weep.
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Isaiah 38:14
Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter; I moan like a dove; My eyes look wistfully to the heights; Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.
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Lamentations 4:3-4
Even jackals offer the breast, They nurse their young; But the daughter of my people has proved herself cruel, Like ostriches in the wilderness.The tongue of the infant clings To the roof of its mouth because of thirst; The children ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.
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Jeremiah 8:19-9:1
Behold, listen! The cry of the daughter of my people from a distant land:“ Is the Lord not in Zion? Is her King not within her?”“ Why have they provoked Me with their carved images, with foreign idols?”“ Harvest is past, summer is over, And we are not saved.”I am broken over the brokenness of the daughter of my people. I mourn, dismay has taken hold of me.Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has not the health of the daughter of my people been restored?Oh, that my head were waters And my eyes a fountain of tears, That I might weep day and night For those slain of the daughter of my people!
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Psalms 31:9
Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am in distress; My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body too.
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Luke 23:29
For behold, days are coming when they will say,‘ Blessed are those who cannot bear, and the wombs that have not given birth, and the breasts that have not nursed.’
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Psalms 69:3
I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; My eyes fail while I wait for my God.
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Jeremiah 14:17
You will say this word to them,‘ Let my eyes stream down tears night and day, And let them not cease; For the virgin daughter of my people has been crushed with a mighty blow, With a sorely infected wound.