Lamentations 3:49
My eyes pour without ceasing, without relief,
My eyes pour without ceasing, without relief,
Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
My eye flows ceaselessly, without intermission,
Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
Myne eyes runne, and can not ceasse, for there is no rest.
Mine eye droppeth without stay and ceaseth not,
Myne eyes runne and cannot ceasse, for there is no rest:
Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
My eye pours down, and doesn't cease, without any intermission,
Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
My eyes are streaming without stopping, they have no rest,
My eye pours down, and doesn't cease, without any intermission,
ע(Ayin) Tears flow from my eyes and will not stop; there will be no break
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48Streams of water run down from my eyes because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.
50until the LORD looks down and sees from heaven.
51My eyes bring grief to my soul because of all the daughters of my city.
18Their heart cried out to the Lord. O wall of the daughter of Zion, let your tears flow like a stream day and night; give yourself no rest, and let your eyes have no respite.
1If only I had a place to stay in the wilderness, a travelers' shelter, so that I might leave my people and go away from them. For they are all adulterers, a gathering of traitors.
136Streams of tears flow from my eyes because people do not keep Your law.
16"Because of these things I weep; my eyes, my eyes flow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit. My children are desolate because the enemy has prevailed."
11My eyes are worn out from weeping, my inner being is in turmoil; my heart is poured out on the ground because of the destruction of my people, as children and infants faint in the streets of the city.
6For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
7I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
17You are to speak this word to them: 'Let my eyes flow with tears night and day without ceasing, for the virgin daughter of my people has suffered a great shattering—a crushing blow, a grievous wound.'
82My eyes fail, longing for Your promise, saying, 'When will You comfort me?
123My eyes long for Your salvation and for the fulfillment of Your righteous promise.
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
18'For a voice of wailing is heard from Zion: “How devastated we are! We are utterly ashamed, for we have left the land and our dwellings have been cast off.”'
20My intercessors are my friends; my eye drips to God.
16My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.
3I am sinking in deep mire where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, and the current has overwhelmed me.
4Therefore I said, 'Turn away from me, let me weep bitterly. Do not try to comfort me concerning the destruction of my people.'
7My eyes have grown dim from grief, and all my limbs are like a shadow.
24For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
4I remember God and moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
12"Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which was brought upon me, which the LORD inflicted on the day of his fierce anger.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
9I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
10O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
12With reproofs for iniquity, You discipline a man; like a moth, You consume his cherished things. Surely, every man is but a breath. Selah.
9You have taken my closest friends from me; you have made me a horror to them. I am confined and cannot escape.
17But if you will not listen, my soul will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will weep bitterly and overflow with tears, for the LORD’s flock has been taken captive.
4I will not give sleep to my eyes or slumber to my eyelids,
17For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
8But my eyes are fixed on You, LORD, my Lord. In You I take refuge; do not leave my soul defenseless.
17Because of this, our hearts are faint, and our eyes grow dim with tears.
15My eyes are ever towards the LORD, for he will free my feet from the net.
148My eyes stay open through the night watches, that I may meditate on Your word.
2Surely mockers are with me, and my eye must dwell on their provocations.
7Remember that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see good again.
8The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.
16Son of man, behold, I am about to take from you the delight of your eyes with a single blow. But you shall not mourn or weep, and your tears shall not flow.
14I chirp like a swift or a crane, I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look to the heavens. Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.
17My eyes are on all their ways; they are not hidden from My face, and their iniquity is not concealed from My eyes.
18Why has my pain become perpetual, and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will You indeed be to me like a deceptive stream, waters that are unreliable?
19Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
10Because it did not shut the doors of my mother's womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
10'But as for me, my eye will not spare, nor will I show pity. I will bring their actions back upon their own heads.'