Like a swallow or a crane, so did I chatter; I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward; O LORD, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?
I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches.
Mine eyes fail for thy word, While I say, When wilt thou comfort me?
Make haste to answer me, O LORD; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me; Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan;
I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgement, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
Our eyes do yet fail in looking for our vain help; in our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save.
But they that escape of them shall escape, and shall be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them mourning, every one in his iniquity.
And Huzzab is uncovered, she is carried away, and her handmaids mourn as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.
But Nineveh hath been from of old like a pool of water: yet they flee away; Stand, stand, they cry; but none looketh back.
by so much also hath Jesus become the surety of a better covenant.