Jeremiah 8:18 - Catholic Public Domain Version

¹⁸ My sorrow is beyond sorrow; my heart mourns within me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹⁸ When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹⁸ Oh, that I [Jeremiah] could comfort myself against sorrow, [for my grief is beyond healing], my heart is sick and faint within me!

American Standard Version (1901)

¹⁸ Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.

Common English Bible

¹⁸ No healing, only grief; my heart is broken.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

¹⁸ My sorrow is above sorrow: my heart mourneth within me.

Jeremiah 8:18 交叉引用

Lamentations 5:17

Because of this, our heart became gloomy; for this reason, our eyes have been darkened:

Jeremiah 6:24

'We have heard of their fame. Our hands have become weakened. Tribulation has overtaken us, like the pains of a woman giving birth.'

Isaiah 22:4

For this reason, I said: "Depart from me. I will weep bitterly. Make no attempt to console me, over the devastation of the daughter of my people."

Habakkuk 3:16

I heard, and my stomach became troubled. My lips trembled at the voice. Let decay enter into my bones and gush forth from within me. Then I may rest in the day of tribulation, so that I may ascend to our people well-prepared.

Psalm 143:7

Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.

Jeremiah 9:1

"Who will provide water for my head, and a fount of tears for my eyes? And then I will weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people.

Jeremiah 23:9

To the prophets: "My heart is crushed within me. All my bones are trembling. I have become like an inebriated man, and like a man maddened by wine, before the face of the Lord, and before the face of his holy words.

Jeremiah 4:19

I am afflicted in my heart, in my heart. The senses of my heart have been stirred up within me. I will not remain silent. For my soul has heard the voice of the trumpet, the clamor of the battle.