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Lamentations 1:16

King James 3 - The Literal Traslation

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.

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And their enemies oppressed them and they were humbled under their hand.

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

Reproach has broken My heart, and I am sick; and I waited for one to show pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

So I returned and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun. And behold the tears of those who were oppressed, and there is not for them one who comforts! And at the hand of those oppressing them was power; but there was not one who comforts them.

Afflicted one, storm tossed and not comforted! Behold, I am laying out your stones with antimony, and have founded you with sapphires.

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 you shall speak this Word to them: Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and do not let them cease. For the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great break, with a very grievous blow.

For who shall have pity on you, O Jerusalem? Or who shall grieve over you? Or who shall turn aside to ask your welfare?

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

For death has come into our windows, entering into our fortresses, to cut off the children from the outside, the young men from the broad spaces.

She bitterly weeps in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. She has no one out of all the ones loving her. All her friends dealt deceitfully with her; they became enemies to her.

Her uncleanness is in her skirts. She did not remember her end and has gone down wonderfully. She had no comforter. O Jehovah, see my affliction, for the enemy has magnified himself.

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.

Their heart cried to the Lord. O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears go down like a torrent by day and by night; do not give relief to yourself; let not the daughter of your eye rest.

Though they multiply their sons, yet I will make them childless, without a man. Yea, woe also to them when I turn away from them!




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