Lamentations 2:18

Modern English Version

Their heart cried to the Lord: O wall of the daughter of Zion, let your tears run down like a river day and night; give yourself no rest, your eyes no respite!

Cross References

Psalm 119:145

I cry out with my whole heart; hear me, O  Lord! I will keep Your statutes.

Lamentations 2:8

The Lord has purposed to destroy the wall of the daughter of Zion. He has stretched out a line; He has not withdrawn His hand from destroying; therefore He caused the rampart and the wall to lament; they languished together.

Lamentations 1:16

For these things I weep; my eyes flow with tears; for the comforter, who should relieve my soul, is far from me. My children are desolate for the enemy has prevailed.

Jeremiah 9:1

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!

Psalm 119:136

Rivers of water run down from my eyes, because they keep not Your law.

Habakkuk 2:11

For the stone will cry out from the wall, and the beam of the woodwork will answer it.

Hosea 7:14

They do not cry to Me with their heart when they howl on their beds. They gather together for grain and wine, they rebel against Me.

Lamentations 1:2

She weeps sorely in the night, her tears are on her cheeks; among all her lovers she has none to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they have become her enemies.

Jeremiah 14:17

Therefore you will say this word to them: Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people has been broken with a great blow, with a very infected wound.

Jeremiah 13:17

But if you will not listen to it, my soul will weep in secret places for your pride; and my eyes will weep sorely and run down with tears, because the flock of the Lord is carried away captive.

Jeremiah 4:31

For I have heard a voice as of a woman in labor, and the anguish as of her who brings forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that bewails herself, that spreads her hands, saying, “Ah, woe is me, for my soul is wearied because of murderers.”