Isaiah 59:11

New Revised Standard Version Catholic Interconfessional

We all growl like bears; like doves we moan mournfully. We wait for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Cross References

Psalm 119:150

Those who persecute me with evil purpose draw near; they are far from your law.

Psalm 119:155

Salvation is far from the wicked, for they do not seek your statutes.

Psalm 38:8

I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

Psalm 55:2

Attend to me, and answer me; I am troubled in my complaint. I am distraught

Psalm 85:9

Surely his salvation is at hand for those who fear him, that his glory may dwell in our land.

Isaiah 38:14

Like a swallow or a crane I clamor, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security!

Isaiah 51:20

Your children have fainted, they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a net; they are full of the wrath of the Lord, the rebuke of your God.

Isaiah 59:14

Justice is turned back, and righteousness stands at a distance; for truth stumbles in the public square, and uprightness cannot enter.

Isaiah 59:8

The way of peace they do not know, and there is no justice in their paths. Their roads they have made crooked; no one who walks in them knows peace.

Isaiah 59:9

Therefore justice is far from us, and righteousness does not reach us; we wait for light, and lo! there is darkness; and for brightness, but we walk in gloom.

Jeremiah 8:15

We look for peace, but find no good, for a time of healing, but there is terror instead.

Jeremiah 9:1

O that my head were a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears, so that I might weep day and night for the slain of my poor people!

Lamentations 3:17

my soul is bereft of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is;

Ezekiel 7:16

If any survivors escape, they shall be found on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning over their iniquity.

Hosea 7:14

They do not cry to me from the heart, but they wail upon their beds; they gash themselves for grain and wine; they rebel against me.

Nahum 2:7

It is decreed that the city be exiled, its slave women led away, moaning like doves and beating their breasts.

Nahum 2:8

Nineveh is like a pool whose waters run away. “Halt! Halt!”— but no one turns back.