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Jeremiah 9:1 - Revised Standard Version (RSV-CI)

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 OH, THAT my head were waters and my eyes a reservoir of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

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American Standard Version (1901)

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!

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Common English Bible

1 If only my head were a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears, I would weep day and night for the wounds of my people.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 "Who will provide water for my head, and a fount of tears for my eyes? And then I will weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Who will give water to my head and a fountain of tears to my eyes, and I will weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people?

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Jeremiah 9:1
20 Cross References  

My eyes shed streams of tears, because men do not keep thy law.


My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me continually, “Where is your God?”


yea, I would wander afar, I would lodge in the wilderness, Selah


Therefore I weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah; I drench you with my tears, O Heshbon and Ele-aleh; for upon your fruit and your harvest the battle shout has fallen.


Therefore I said: “Look away from me, let me weep bitter tears; do not labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.”


But if you will not listen, my soul will weep in secret for your pride; my eyes will weep bitterly and run down with tears, because the Lord's flock has been taken captive.


“You shall say to them this word: ‘Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease, for the virgin daughter of my people is smitten with a great wound, with a very grievous blow.


Yet for all this her false sister Judah did not return to me with her whole heart, but in pretense, says the Lord.”


My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the walls of my heart! My heart is beating wildly; I cannot keep silent; for I hear the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


“How can I pardon you? Your children have forsaken me, and have sworn by those who are no gods. When I fed them to the full, they committed adultery and trooped to the houses of harlots.


O daughter of my people, gird on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.


My grief is beyond healing, my heart is sick within me.


let them make haste and raise a wailing over us, that our eyes may run down with tears, and our eyelids gush with water.


My eyes are spent with weeping; my soul is in tumult; my heart is poured out in grief because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because infants and babes faint in the streets of the city.


In you men take bribes to shed blood; you take interest and increase and make gain of your neighbors by extortion; and you have forgotten me, says the Lord God.


They are all adulterers; they are like a heated oven, whose baker ceases to stir the fire, from the kneading of the dough until it is leavened.


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