Verse 22

There is gone aboute the londe a crie of a slaughter & greate murthur, namely on this maner:

Referenced Verses

  • Jer 4:19-21 : 19 Ah my bely, ah my bely, (shalt thou crie) how is my hert so sore? my hert paunteth within me, I can not be still, for I haue herde the crienge of the trompettes, and peales of warre. 20 They crie murthur vpon murthur, the whole londe shal perish. Immediathly my tentes were destroyed, and my hanginges, in the twincklinge of an eye. 21 How longe shall I se the tokens of warre, and heare the noyse of the trompettes?
  • Jer 51:54-56 : 54 A piteous crie shall be herde from Babilon, and a greate mysery from the londe of the Caldees: 55 when the LORDE destroyeth them, and when he dryueth out the hie stomack & proude boostinge, where with they haue bene as furious, as the wawes of greate water floudes, and made greate crakes with their wordes 56 For the destroyers shall come vpon her (euen vpon Babilon) which shal take hir worthies, and brake their bowes: for God is disposed to avenge him self vpon them, & sufficiently to recompence the.
  • Isa 21:2-4 : 2 Who so maye disceaue (sayde the voyce) let him disceaue: Who so maye distroye, let him distroye. Vp Elam, besege it o Madai, for I will still all their gronynges. 3 With this, the raynes of my backe were ful of payne: Panges came vpon me, as vpon a woman in hir trauayle. When I herde it, I was abasshed: and whe I loked vp, I was afrayde. 4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.