Their enemies also oppressed them,\par\tab And they were brought into subjection under their hand.
Lamentations 1:16 - American Standard Version 2015 For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water;\par\tab Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me:\par\tab My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 For these things I weep; Mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, Because the comforter that should relieve my Soul is far from me: My children are desolate, Because the enemy prevailed. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For these things I weep; my eyes overflow with tears, because a comforter, one who could refresh and restore my soul, is far from me. My children are desolate and perishing, for the enemy has prevailed. [Lam. 1:21.] American Standard Version (1901) For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed. Common English Bible Because of all these things I’m crying. My eyes, my own eyes pour water because a comforter who might encourage me is nowhere near. My children are destroyed because the enemy was so strong. Catholic Public Domain Version AIN. For this I weep, and my eyes bring forth water. For the consoler has been far away from me, changing my soul. My sons have become lost, because the enemy has prevailed. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Ain. Therefore do I weep and my eyes run down with water, because the comforter, the relief of my soul, is far from me: my children are desolate because the enemy hath prevailed. |
Their enemies also oppressed them,\par\tab And they were brought into subjection under their hand.
Streams of water run down mine eyes,\par\tab Because they observe not thy law.\par
Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness:\par\tab And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;\par\tab And for comforters, but I found none.
Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and, behold, the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.
O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will set thy stones in fair colors, and lay thy foundations with sapphires.
But if ye will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret for {\i your} pride; and mine eye shall weep sore, and run down with tears, because Jehovah's flock is taken captive.\par
And thou shalt say this word unto them, Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous wound.
For who will have pity upon thee, O Jerusalem? or who will bemoan thee? or who will turn aside to ask of thy welfare?
Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
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 the mountains will I take up a weeping and wailing, and for the pastures of the wilderness a lamentation, because they are burned up, so that none passeth through; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the birds of the heavens and the beasts are fled, they are gone.
For death is come up into our windows, it is entered into our palaces; to cut off the children from without, {\i and} the young men from the streets.
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks;\par\tab Among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her:\par\tab All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they are become her enemies.
Her filthiness was in her skirts; she remembered not her latter end;\par\tab Therefore is she come down wonderfully; she hath no comforter:\par\tab Behold, O Jehovah, my affliction; for the enemy hath magnified himself.
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled;\par\tab My liver is poured upon the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,\par\tab Because the young children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
Their heart cried unto the Lord:\par\tab O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night;\par\tab Give thyself no respite; let not the apple of thine eye cease.
Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them, so that not a man shall be left: yea, woe also to them when I depart from them!