Jeremiah 8:21 - Revised Version 1885

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I [Jeremiah] hurt; I go around mourning; dismay has taken hold on me.

American Standard Version (1901)

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.

Common English Bible

²¹ Because my people are crushed, I am crushed; darkness and despair overwhelm me.

Catholic Public Domain Version

²¹ Over the destruction of the daughter of my people, I am contrite and saddened; astonishment has taken hold of me.

Jeremiah 8:21 Referencias Cruzadas

Jeremiah 14:17

And thou shalt say this word unto them, Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous wound.

Nahum 2:10

She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and anguish is in all loins, and the faces of them all are waxed pale.

Joel 2:6

At their presence the peoples are in anguish: all faces are waxed pale.

Jeremiah 9:1

Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

Jeremiah 4:19

My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

Luke 19:41

And when he drew nigh, he saw the city and wept over it,

Jeremiah 17:16

As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd after thee; neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was before thy face.

Nehemiah 2:3

And I said unto the king, Let the king live for ever: why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers' sepulchres, lieth waste, and the gates thereof are consumed with fire?

Jeremiah 8:20

The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.

Jeremiah 14:2

Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish, they sit in black upon the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.

Lamentations 3:1

I AM the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.