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Jeremiah 4:19

King James 3 - The Literal Traslation

My bowels! My bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart roars within me. I cannot be silent, for I have heard the sound of the rams’ horn. O my soul, the alarm of war!

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Let not my soul come into their counsel; let not my honor be joined to their company. For in their anger they killed a man; and in self-will they hamstrung a bull.

And he said to his father, My head! My head! And he said to the young man, Bear him to his mother.

And he fixed his face; yea, he settled it until he was ashamed. And the man of God wept.

Of David. Bless Jehovah, O my soul, and all within me, bless His holy name.

Return to your rest, O soul; for Jehovah has rewarded you.

Channels of waters go down from my eyes, for they do not keep Your Law.

Hot zeal has seized me because of the wicked ones forsaking Your Law.

Praise Jah; praise Jehovah, O my soul.

Oh my soul you have said to Jehovah, You are my Lord; My goodness is not apart from You.

My heart shall cry to Moab; her fugitives to Zoar, a heifer of three years; he goes up the ascent of Luhith with weeping, for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of ruin.

On account of this my belly shall sound like a harp for Moab, and my bowels for Kir-haresh.

On account of this my loins are filled with pain; pangs have taken hold on me like the pangs of a one giving birth. I am bowed from bearing; I am troubled from seeing.

My heart wanders; terror overwhelms me; the twilight of my pleasure has turned into a fear.

On account of this I said, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly; do not hurry to comfort me over the ruin of the daughter of my people.

But if you will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret places for your pride. And my eye shall bitterly weep and run down with tears, because the flock of Jehovah was captured.

And I said, I will not mention Him or speak any more in His name. But His Word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary of holding in, and I was not able.

My heart within me is broken concerning the prophets; all my bones shake. I am like a drunken man, and like a man passed out by wine, because of Jehovah, and because of the words of His holiness.

Until when must I see the banner and hear the sound of the rams’ horn?

Declare in Judah, and make it heard in Jerusalem, and say, Blow the rams’ horn in the land. Cry, and say, It will be ended. Gather yourselves and go into the fortified cities.

saying, No, but we will go into the land of Egypt, where we shall see no war or hear the sound of the rams’ horn. And we will not hunger for bread, and there we will live.

So, behold, the days come, a statement of Jehovah, that I will cause a shout of war to be heard in Rabbah of the sons of Ammon. And it shall be a heap, a ruin, and her daughter-villages shall be burned with fire; and Israel shall inherit his inheritance, says Jehovah.

A sound of battle is in the land and of great ruin.

We have heard the report of it. Our hands have dropped down; anguish has seized us, pain like one giving birth.

From my smiling I suffer beyond grief; my heart is sick within me.

For the breaking of the daughter of my people, I am broken. I mourn; horror has taken hold on me.

Oh, 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!

I will take up a weeping and a wailing for the mountains and a dirge for the pastures of the wilderness. For they are burned up, without a man passing through. Yea, they do not hear the voice of cattle. From the fowl of the heavens and to the beast, they have fled; they are gone.

On account of these I weep; my eye, my eye brings down water, because one comforting who could be bringing back my soul is far from me. My sons are desolated because the enemy prevails.

See, O Jehovah, for distress is to me. My bowels ferment; my heart is turned over within me; for rebelling I have rebelled. On the outside the sword bereaves; in the house it is as death.

And my eyes are at an end with tears, my bowels ferment; my liver is poured on the ground for the ruin of the daughter of my people, in the fainting of children and sucklings in the broad places of the city.

Then Daniel, whose name was Belteshazzar, was stunned for one moment, and his thoughts troubled him. The king answered and said, O Belteshazzar, do not let the dream or its meaning trouble you. Belteshazzar answered and said, My lord, the dream is to those who hate you, and its meaning is to your enemies.

I, Daniel, was distressed in my spirit in the midst of its sheath, and the visions of my head terrified me.

Until now is the end of the matter. As for me, Daniel, my thoughts terrified me much, and my face changed on me. But I kept the matter in my heart.

And I, Daniel, was sick. And I was sick for days. And I arose and did the king’s business. And I was amazed at the vision; but there was no understanding.

If a rams’ horn is blown in a city, will the people not tremble? And if there is a calamity in a city and Jehovah has not done it?

I heard, and my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the sound. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled within myself that I might rest for the day of distress; to come up against the peoples, he cuts him off.

And when you go into battle in your land against the adversary oppressing you, then you shall blow with the trumpets, and you shall be remembered before Jehovah your God. And you shall be saved from your enemies.

Brothers, truly my heart’s pleasure and supplication to God on behalf of Israel is unto salvation.

For also if a trumpet gives an uncertain sound, who will get himself ready for war?

My children, for whom I again travail until Christ should be formed to you,

The torrent Kishon swept them away, the ancient river, the torrent Kishon. You trod, my soul, in strength.




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