Lamentations 3:11
By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
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2By him I have been made to go in the dark where there is no light.
3Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
5He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
7He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
8Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
9He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
10He is like a bear waiting for me, like a lion in secret places.
12With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
13He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
9I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
10Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
11God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
12I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
13His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
14I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
13From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.
14A watch is kept on my sins; they are joined together by his hand, they have come on to my neck; he has made my strength give way: the Lord has given me up into the hands of those against whom I have no power.
8My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
9He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
10I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
11His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
15He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
16By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
17My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
7But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
3The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
11For he has made loose the cord of my bow, and put me to shame; he has sent down my flag to the earth before me.
12The lines of his men of war put themselves in order, and make high their ways of destruction against me:
13They have made waste my roads, with a view to my destruction; his bowmen come round about me;
14As through a wide broken place in the wall they come on, I am overturned by the shock of their attack.
10See, he is looking for something against me; in his eyes I am as one of his haters;
11He puts chains on my feet; he is watching all my ways.
13He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
19Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
7By him my vine is made waste and my fig-tree broken: he has taken all its fruit and sent it down to the earth; its branches are made white.
53They have put an end to my life in the prison, stoning me with stones.
2So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.
3When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.
13I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
6Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
11Saying, God has given him up; go after him and take him, for he has no helper.
13I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.
14I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
15My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
6He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
17For I would be crushed by his storm, my wounds would be increased without cause.
19But I was like a gentle lamb taken to be put to death; I had no thought that they were designing evil against me, saying, Come and let us make trouble his food, cutting him off from the land of the living, so that there may be no more memory of his name.