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Jeremiah 4:19

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Oh, my anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain. Oh, the agony of my heart! My heart pounds within me, I cannot keep silent. For I have heard the sound of the trumpet; I have heard the battle cry.

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I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us.

Therefore I said, “Turn away from me; let me weep bitterly. Do not try to console me over the destruction of my people.”

My heart laments for Moab like a harp, my inmost being for Kir Hareseth.

I will weep and wail for the mountains and take up a lament concerning the wilderness grasslands. They are desolate and untraveled, and the lowing of cattle is not heard. The birds have all fled and the animals are gone.

Oh, that my head were a spring of water and my eyes a fountain of tears! I would weep day and night for the slain of my people.

At this my body is racked with pain, pangs seize me, like those of a woman in labor; I am staggered by what I hear, I am bewildered by what I see.

My dear children, for whom I am again in the pains of childbirth until Christ is formed in you,

I, Daniel, was worn out. I lay exhausted for several days. Then I got up and went about the king’s business. I was appalled by the vision; it was beyond understanding.

“I, Daniel, was troubled in spirit, and the visions that passed through my mind disturbed me.

My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath Shelishiyah. They go up the hill to Luhith, weeping as they go; on the road to Horonaim they lament their destruction.

Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.

Brothers and sisters, my heart’s desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved.

When a trumpet sounds in a city, do not the people tremble? When disaster comes to a city, has not the Lord caused it?

“This is the end of the matter. I, Daniel, was deeply troubled by my thoughts, and my face turned pale, but I kept the matter to myself.”

My eyes fail from weeping, I am in torment within; my heart is poured out on the ground because my people are destroyed, because children and infants faint in the streets of the city.

“This is why I weep and my eyes overflow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit. My children are destitute because the enemy has prevailed.”

Concerning the prophets: My heart is broken within me; all my bones tremble. I am like a drunken man, like a strong man overcome by wine, because of the Lord and his holy words.

But if I say, “I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name,” his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.

If you do not listen, I will weep in secret because of your pride; my eyes will weep bitterly, overflowing with tears, because the Lord’s flock will be taken captive.

How long must I see the battle standard and hear the sound of the trumpet?

“Announce in Judah and proclaim in Jerusalem and say: ‘Sound the trumpet throughout the land!’ Cry aloud and say: ‘Gather together! Let us flee to the fortified cities!’

Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord, my soul.

Streams of tears flow from my eyes, for your law is not obeyed.

Indignation grips me because of the wicked, who have forsaken your law.

Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name.

I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.”

The river Kishon swept them away, the age-old river, the river Kishon. March on, my soul; be strong!

When you go into battle in your own land against an enemy who is oppressing you, sound a blast on the trumpets. Then you will be remembered by the Lord your God and rescued from your enemies.

Let me not enter their council, let me not join their assembly, for they have killed men in their anger and hamstrung oxen as they pleased.

Again, if the trumpet does not sound a clear call, who will get ready for battle?

We have heard reports about them, and our hands hang limp. Anguish has gripped us, pain like that of a woman in labor.

Since my people are crushed, I am crushed; I mourn, and horror grips me.

and if you say, ‘No, we will go and live in Egypt, where we will not see war or hear the trumpet or be hungry for bread,’

But the days are coming,” declares the Lord, “when I will sound the battle cry against Rabbah of the Ammonites; it will become a mound of ruins, and its surrounding villages will be set on fire. Then Israel will drive out those who drove her out,” says the Lord.

The noise of battle is in the land, the noise of great destruction!

Then Daniel (also called Belteshazzar) was greatly perplexed for a time, and his thoughts terrified him. So the king said, “Belteshazzar, do not let the dream or its meaning alarm you.” Belteshazzar answered, “My lord, if only the dream applied to your enemies and its meaning to your adversaries!

He said to his father, “My head! My head!” His father told a servant, “Carry him to his mother.”

He stared at him with a fixed gaze until Hazael was embarrassed. Then the man of God began to weep.

My heart falters, fear makes me tremble; the twilight I longed for has become a horror to me.

You who are my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint within me.

“See, Lord, how distressed I am! I am in torment within, and in my heart I am disturbed, for I have been most rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.




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