Lamentations 3:16
By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
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17My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
14I have become the sport of all the peoples; I am their song all the day.
15He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
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.
19Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
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.
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
7But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
8It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
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.
15I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
9I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
10Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
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.
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.
20My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
17For I would be crushed by his storm, my wounds would be increased without cause.
18He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
19Keep in mind my trouble and my wandering, the bitter root and the poison.
3My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
4My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
5Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
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.
6He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
53They have put an end to my life in the prison, stoning me with stones.
19Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
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.
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.
16Like men of deceit they put me to shame; the voice of their wrath was loud against me.
7Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
10My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
2How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
3For then its weight would be more than the sand of the seas: because of this my words have been uncontrolled.