But he gave his voice to weeping so that the Egyptians heard, and Pharaoh’s household heard.
2 Kings 8:11 - Tree of Life Version Then he fixed his gaze steadily on him until he was ashamed, and then the man of God wept. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 And he settled his countenance stedfastly, until he was ashamed: and the man of God wept. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Elisha stared steadily at him until Hazael was embarrassed. And the man of God wept. American Standard Version (1901) And he settled his countenance stedfastly upon him, until he was ashamed: and the man of God wept. Common English Bible Elisha stared straight at Hazael until he felt uneasy. Then the man of God began to cry. Catholic Public Domain Version And he stood beside him, and he was so troubled that his face became flushed. And the man of God wept. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And he stood with him, and was troubled so far as to blush: and the man of God wept. |
But he gave his voice to weeping so that the Egyptians heard, and Pharaoh’s household heard.
In the days of Pekah king of Israel, King Tiglath-pileser of Assyria invaded and captured Ijon, Abel-beth-maacah, Janoah, Kedesh, Hazor, Gilead, and Galilee—all the region of Naphtali, and he deported them to Assyria.
But when they urged him until he was ashamed, he said, “Send them.” So they sent 50 men. Though they searched for three days, they did not find him.
Streams of water run down from my eyes, because they do not observe Your Torah.
But if you will not listen, my soul will sob in secret before such pride, and my eyes will weep bitterly and overflow with tears, for Adonai’s flock will be taken captive.
You will say this word to them: “Let my eyes overflow with tears. Night and day, may they never stop. For the virgin daughter of my people is crushed with a great blow, with a sorely infected wound.”
My stomach, my stomach! I writhe in anguish! The pain of my heart! My heart is pounding within me! I cannot keep silent because I have heard, O my soul, the sound of the shofar, the battle-cry of war.
If only I had a travelers’ lodging place in the wilderness, then I might leave my people and get away from them! For they are all adulterers, a bunch of traitors.
For a wailing voice is heard from Zion: “How we are ruined! We are utterly ashamed— we have forsaken the land, for they tore down our dwellings.”
serving the Lord with all humility and tears and trials which fell upon me through the plots of the Jewish leaders.
Therefore be alert, remembering that night and day for three years I did not stop warning you with tears.
For many walk who are enemies of the cross of Messiah—I have often told you about them, and now I am even weeping as I tell you.