“Today also my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy on account of my groaning.
Jeremiah 45:3 - English Standard Version 2016 You said, ‘Woe is me! For the Lord has added sorrow to my pain. I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.’ Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the LORD hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition You said, Woe is me now! For the Lord has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning and sighing and I find no rest. American Standard Version (1901) Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for Jehovah hath added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest. Common English Bible You have said, “I can’t take it anymore! The LORD has added sorrow to my pain. I’m worn out from groaning and can find no rest.” Catholic Public Domain Version You have said: 'Woe to me, a wretched man! For the Lord has added sorrow to my sorrow. I have labored in my groaning, and I have not found rest.' Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Thou hast said: Woe is me, wretch that I am, for the Lord hath added sorrow to my sorrow! I am wearied with my groans and I find no rest. |
“Today also my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy on account of my groaning.
Woe to me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living!
Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.
My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.
I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.
Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
“From on high he sent fire; into my bones he made it descend; he spread a net for my feet; he turned me back; he has left me stunned, faint all the day long.
“Let all their evildoing come before you, and deal with them as you have dealt with me because of all my transgressions; for my groans are many, and my heart is faint.”
but, though he cause grief, he will have compassion according to the abundance of his steadfast love;
Therefore, having this ministry by the mercy of God, we do not lose heart.
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.
And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.