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Lamentations 2:11

Modern King James Version

My eyes fail with tears; my inward parts ferment; my liver is poured on the ground for the ruin of the daughter of my people, in that the children and the babies faint in the streets of the city.

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His archers hem me in; He splits my inward parts, and does not spare; He pours out my gall on the ground.

My bowels boiled, and did not rest; the days of trouble confront me.

My eyes fail for Your Word, saying, When will You comfort me?

I am poured out like water, and all My bones are spread apart; My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of My bowels.

Have mercy on me, O Jehovah, for I am in trouble; my eye has become old with grief, my soul and my belly.

I am feeble and painfully broken; I have roared because of the groanings of my heart.

My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all my enemies.

I am weary from my crying; my throat is dried; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Therefore I said, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly; do not hurry to comfort me because of the ruin of the daughter of my people.

Like a twittering swallow, so I chatter; I mourn as a dove; my eyes look weakly to the heights. O Jehovah, I am pressed down; be surety for me.

Your sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the street like a wild antelope in a net, filled with the fury of Jehovah, the rebuke of your God.

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.

My bowels, my bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart is restless within me; I cannot be silent because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the ram's horn, the alarm of war.

And now so says Jehovah, the God of Hosts, the God of Israel: Why do you commit this great evil against your souls, to cut off from you man and woman, child and babe, out of Judah, to leave you none to remain;

Behold the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people, from a far country. Is not Jehovah in Zion? Is not her King in her? Why have they provoked Me with their graven images, with foreign vanities?

All her people sigh; they seek bread. They have given their desirable things for food to relieve the soul. See, O Jehovah, and look on me, for I have become vile.

For these I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who could refresh my soul is far from me. My sons are desolated because the enemy prevails.

Behold, O Jehovah, for I am in trouble; my inward parts ferment; my heart is turned within me, for I have grievously rebelled. On the outside the sword bereaves; in the house it is as death.

Our heart is faint for this; our eyes are dim for these things.

For behold, the days are coming in which they shall say, Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bore, and the breasts which did not suckle.

And David and the people with him lifted up their voice and wept, until they had no more power to weep.




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