Jeremiah 10:19 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

¹⁹ Woe to me because of my brokenness – I am severely wounded! I exclaimed, ‘This is my intense suffering, but I must bear it.’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹⁹ Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹⁹ Woe is me because of my hurt! [says Jeremiah, speaking for the nation.] My wound is grievous and incurable. But I said, Surely this sickness and suffering and grief are mine, and I must endure, tolerate, and bear them.

American Standard Version (1901)

¹⁹ Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.

Common English Bible

¹⁹ How terrible for me, due to my injury; my wound is terrible. Yet I said to myself: This is my sickness, and I must bear it.

Catholic Public Domain Version

¹⁹ Woe to me, concerning my destruction! My wound is very grievous. And yet I said: Clearly, this infirmity is mine, and I will carry it.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

¹⁹ Woe is me for my destruction: my wound is very grievous. But I said: Truly this is my own evil, and I will bear it.

Jeremiah 10:19 Tagairtí Cros

Isaiah 8:17

I will wait for the  Lord, who is hiding his face from the house of Jacob. I will wait for him.

Jeremiah 14:17

You are to speak this word to them: Let my eyes overflow with tears; day and night may they not stop, for my dearest people have been destroyed by a crushing blow, an extremely severe wound.

Jeremiah 14:7

Though our iniquities testify against us, Lord, act for your name’s sake. Indeed, our rebellions  are many; we have sinned against you.

Jeremiah 17:13

Lord, the hope of Israel, all who abandon you will be put to shame. All who turn away from me will be written in the dirt, for they have abandoned the Lord, the fountain of living water.

Jeremiah 4:19

My anguish, my anguish!  I writhe in agony! Oh, the pain in   my heart! My heart pounds; I cannot be silent. For you, my soul, have heard the sound of the ram’s horn – the shout of battle.

Jeremiah 4:31

I hear a cry like a woman in labour, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child. The cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands: ‘Woe is me, for my life is weary because of the murderers! ’

Jeremiah 8:21

I am broken by the brokenness of my dear people. I mourn; horror has taken hold of me.

Jeremiah 9:1

If my head were a flowing spring, my eyes a fountain of tears, I would weep day and night over the slain of my dear   people.

Lamentations 1:2

She weeps bitterly during the night, with tears on her cheeks. There is no one to offer her comfort, not one from all her lovers.  , All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.

Lamentations 3:48

My eyes flow with streams of tears because of the destruction of my dear people.

Micah 7:9

Because I have sinned against him, I must endure the  Lord’s fury until he champions my cause and establishes justice for me. He will bring me into the light; I will see his salvation.  ,