For how can I go back to my father without the boy? I could not bear to see the grief that would overwhelm my father.’
Lamentations 3:51 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised My eyes bring me grief because of the fate of all the women in my city. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Mine eye affecteth mine heart Because of all the daughters of my city. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My eyes cause me grief at the fate of all the maidens [and the daughter-towns] of my city [Jerusalem]. American Standard Version (1901) Mine eye affecteth my soul, because of all the daughters of my city. Common English Bible My eyes hurt me because of what’s happened to my city’s daughters. Catholic Public Domain Version AIN. My eye has exhausted my soul over every one of the daughters of my city. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Ain. My eye hath wasted my soul, because of all the daughters of my city. |
For how can I go back to my father without the boy? I could not bear to see the grief that would overwhelm my father.’
Therefore, this is what the Lord of Armies says: ‘I am about to punish them. The young men will die by the sword; their sons and daughters will die by famine.
The people they are prophesying to will be thrown into the streets of Jerusalem because of the famine and the sword. There will be no one to bury them #– #they, their wives, their sons, and their daughters. I will pour out their own evil on them.’
If I go out to the field, look #– #those slain by the sword! If I enter the city, look #– #those ill from famine! For both prophet and priest travel to a land they do not know.
I will make them eat the flesh of their sons and their daughters, and they will eat each other’s flesh in the distressing siege inflicted on them by their enemies who intend to take their life.”
The Lord is just, for I have rebelled against his command. Listen, all you people; look at my pain. My young women and young men have gone into captivity.
My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief , because of the destruction of my dear people, because infants and nursing babies faint in the streets of the city.
Both young and old are lying on the ground in the streets. My young women and young men have fallen by the sword. You have killed them in the day of your anger, slaughtering without compassion.