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Jeremiah 8:18 - American Standard Version 2015

Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Oh, that I [Jeremiah] could comfort myself against sorrow, [for my grief is beyond healing], my heart is sick and faint within me!

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American Standard Version (1901)

Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.

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Common English Bible

No healing, only grief; my heart is broken.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

My sorrow is beyond sorrow; my heart mourns within me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

My sorrow is above sorrow: my heart mourneth within me.

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Jeremiah 8:18
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth:\par\tab Hide not thy face from me,\par\tab Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.


Therefore said I, Look away from me, I will weep bitterly; labor not to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.\par


Concerning the prophets. My heart within me is broken, all my bones shake; I am like a drunken man, and like a man whom wine hath overcome, because of Jehovah, and because of his holy words.


My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


We have heard the report thereof; our hands wax feeble: anguish hath taken hold of us, {\i and} pangs as of a woman in travail.


Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!


For this our heart is faint;\par\tab For these things our eyes are dim;


I heard, and my body trembled,\par\tab My lips quivered at the voice;\par\tab Rottenness entereth into my bones, and I tremble in my place;\par\tab Because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble,\par\tab For the coming up of the people that invadeth us.