Lamentations 2:11

English Standard Version 2016

My eyes are spent with weeping; my stomach churns; my bile is poured out to the ground because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because infants and babies faint in the streets of the city.

Cross References

Lamentations 1:20

“Look, O Lord, for I am in distress; my stomach churns; my heart is wrung within me, because I have been very rebellious. In the street the sword bereaves; in the house it is like death.

Lamentations 1:16

“For these things I weep; my eyes flow with tears; for a comforter is far from me, one to revive my spirit; my children are desolate, for the enemy has prevailed.”

Job 16:13

his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

Jeremiah 4:19

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.

Isaiah 22:4

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

Psalm 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 my breast;

Psalm 6:7

My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.

Luke 23:29

For behold, the days are coming when they will say, ‘Blessed are the barren and the wombs that never bore and the breasts that never nursed!’

Jeremiah 44:7

And now thus says the Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel: Why do you commit this great evil against yourselves, to cut off from you man and woman, infant and child, from the midst of Judah, leaving you no remnant?

Jeremiah 14:17

“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 shattered with a great wound, with a very grievous blow.

Jeremiah 8:19

Behold, the cry of the daughter of my people from the length and breadth of the land: “Is the Lord not in Zion? Is her King not in her?” “Why have they provoked me to anger with their carved images and with their foreign idols?”

Psalm 69:3

I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.

Psalm 31:9

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye is wasted from grief; my soul and my body also.

1 Samuel 30:4

Then David and the people who were with him raised their voices and wept until they had no more strength to weep.

Isaiah 38:14

Like a swallow or a crane I chirp; I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my pledge of safety!

Job 30:27

My inward parts are in turmoil and never still; days of affliction come to meet me.

Psalm 38:8

I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

Psalm 119:82

My eyes long for your promise; I ask, “When will you comfort me?”

Lamentations 5:17

For this our heart has become sick, for these things our eyes have grown dim,

Isaiah 51:20

Your sons have fainted; they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a net; they are full of the wrath of the Lord, the rebuke of your God.

Lamentations 1:11

All her people groan as they search for bread; they trade their treasures for food to revive their strength. “Look, O Lord, and see, for I am despised.”