Jeremiah 8:21 - King James Version - American Edition

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

²¹ 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

²¹ 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)

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.

Common English Bible

²¹ Because my people are crushed, I am crushed; darkness and despair overwhelm me.

Catholic Public Domain Version

²¹ 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

²¹ For the affliction of the daughter of my people, I am afflicted: and made sorrowful: astonishment hath taken hold on me.

Jeremiah 8:21 Tagairtí Cros

Nehemiah 2:3

and said unto the king, Let the king live for ever: why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers' sepulchres, lieth waste, and the gates thereof are consumed with fire?

Jeremiah 14:17

Therefore thou shalt say this word unto them; Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease: for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous blow.

Jeremiah 14:2

Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish; they are black unto the ground; and the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.

Jeremiah 17:16

As for me, I have not hastened from being a pastor to follow thee: neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was right before thee.

Jeremiah 4:19

My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

Jeremiah 8:20

The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.

Jeremiah 9:1

Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

Lamentations 3:1

I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

Joel 2:6

Before their face the people shall be much pained: all faces shall gather blackness.

Nahum 2:10

She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and much pain is in all loins, and the faces of them all gather blackness.

Luke 19:41

And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it,