But even though I was afraid, I said to the king, “May the king live forever! I am sad because the city where my ancestors {\cf2\super [5]} are buried lies in ruins. And the gates of that city have been destroyed by fire.”
Jeremiah 8:21 - Easy To Read Version My people are hurt,\par so I am hurt.\par I am too sad to speak.\par Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I [Jeremiah] hurt; I go around mourning; dismay has taken hold on me. American Standard Version (1901) For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me. Common English Bible Because my people are crushed, I am crushed; darkness and despair overwhelm me. Catholic Public Domain Version Over the destruction of the daughter of my people, I am contrite and saddened; astonishment has taken hold of me. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version For the affliction of the daughter of my people, I am afflicted: and made sorrowful: astonishment hath taken hold on me. |
But even though I was afraid, I said to the king, “May the king live forever! I am sad because the city where my ancestors {\cf2\super [5]} are buried lies in ruins. And the gates of that city have been destroyed by fire.”
“Jeremiah, speak this message\par to the people of Judah:\par ‘My eyes are filled with tears.\par I will cry night and day without stopping.\par I will cry for my virgin daughter. {\cf2\super [123]} \par I will cry for my people.\par Why? Because someone hit them\par and crushed them.\par They have been hurt very badly.\par
“The nation of Judah cries for people\par that have died.\par The people in the cities of Judah\par grow weaker and weaker.\par Those people lie on the ground.\par People in Jerusalem cry to God for help.\par
Lord, I did not run away from you.\par I followed you.\par I became the shepherd {\cf2\super [140]} you wanted.\par I did not want the terrible day to come.\par Lord, you know the things I said.\par You see all that is happening.\par
Oh, my sadness and worry is making\par my stomach hurt.\par I am bent over in pain.\par Oh, I am so scared.\par My heart is pounding inside me.\par I can’t keep quiet. Why?\par Because I have heard the trumpet blow.\par The trumpet is calling the army to war!\par
\{And the people say,\}\par “Harvest time is over. Summer is gone.\par And still we have not been saved.”\par
If my head was filled with water,\par and if my eyes were a fountain of tears,\par I would cry day and night\par for my people that have been destroyed.\par
I am a man that has seen much trouble.\par The Lord beat us with a stick.\par And I saw it happen!\par
Before this army, people shake with fear.\par Their faces become pale from fear.\par
Now \{Nineveh\} is empty\par Everything is stolen.\par The city is ruined!\par People have lost their courage,\par their hearts are melting with fear,\par their knees are knocking together,\par their bodies are shaking,\par their faces become pale from fear.\par