Lamentations 4:8
But nowe their faces be very blacke, insomuche that thou shouldest not knowe them in the streetes: their skinne cleaueth to their bones, it is withered and become like a drye stocke.
But nowe their faces be very blacke, insomuche that thou shouldest not knowe them in the streetes: their skinne cleaueth to their bones, it is withered and become like a drye stocke.
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9 We must get our liuing with the perill of our liues, because of the drouth of the wildernesse.
10 Our skinne is as it had ben made blacke in an ouen, for very sore hunger.
11 The wiues are rauished in Sion, and the maydens in the cities of Iuda.
30 My skinne vpon me is turned to blacke, and my bones are brent with heate.
5 They that were wont to fare delicatelye perishe in the streetes: they that afore were brought vp in purple, make nowe muche of doung.
6 The sinne of the daughter of my people, is become greater then the wickednesse of Sodome, that sodaynely was destroyed, and not taken with handes.
7 Her abstayners were whyter then the snowe or milke, their colour was freshe, red as corall, their beautie like the Saphire.
21 In so much that his body is cleane consumed away, and his bones appeare which before were not seene.
6 Before his face shall the people tremble, the countenaunce of all folkes shall waxe blacke as a pot.
16 Whiche are blackish be reason of the ice, and wherin the snowe is hyd.
17 Which when they haue passed by do vanishe, and when the heate commeth they fayle out of their place.
5 I am blacke (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) but yet fayre and well fauoured, like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Solomon.
6 Marueyle not at me that I am so blacke, for why? the sunne hath shined vpon me: my mothers chyldren haue euyll wyll at me, they made me the keper of the vineyardes, but mine owne vineyarde haue I not kept.
9 They that be slayne with the sworde, are happier then such as dye of hunger, and perishe away famishing for the fruites of the fielde.
10 Sacking, resacking, rasing, a dissolued heart and collision of knees, sorow in all loynes also, and the faces of them all as blacke as a pot.
5 Through the noyse of my gronyng: my bones wyll scase cleaue to my fleshe.
11 His head is as the most fine golde, the lockes of his heere are busshed, & blacke as a crowe.
18 They shall girde them selues with sackcloth, feare shall couer them, shame shalbe vpon all faces, and baldnesse vpon their heades.
2 But they hate the good, and loue the euill, they plucke of their skinnes from them, and their fleshe from their bones.
3 And they eate also the fleshe of my people, & flay of their skinne from them: and they breake their bones, and chop them in peeces as for the pot, and as fleshe within the cauldron.
7 Their eyes stande out for fatnesse: and the cogitations of their heartes do passe from them.
9 Their very countenaunce bewrayeth the, yea they declare their owne sinnes themselues as Sodome, they hide it not: Wo be to their owne soules, for they haue rewarded euyll vnto them selues.
16 In the darke they digge through houses, whiche they marked for them selues in the day time: they knowe not the light.
17 The morning is to them euen as the shadow of death: if one know them, they are in the terrours of the shadowe of death,
21 I am sore vexed, because of the hurt of my people, I am heauie and abashed:
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
3 For very miserie and hunger they fled into the wildernesse, a darke place, horrible and waste,
5 My fleshe is clothed with wormes and dust of the earth: my skinne is withered and become horrible.
5 But let it be stayned with darknesse and the shadowe of death, let the dimme cloude fall vpon it, whiche may make it terrible as a most bitter day.
14 As blinde men went, they stumbling in the streetes, and stayned them selues with blood, insomuch that the heathen woulde in no wyse touche their garmentes.
22 And beholde there is trouble and darknesse, dymnesse is rounde about him, & he shalbe driuen into darknesse.
6 From the sole of the foote vnto the head there is nothyng sounde in it: but woundes, blaynes, and putrifiyng sore: they haue not ben salued, neither wrapped vp, neither molified with the oyntment.
7 Your lande is wasted, your cities are burnt vp, straungers deuour your lande before your face, and it is made desolate, as it were the destruction of enemies in the tyme of warre.
14 Beholde, they shalbe lyke strawe, whiche if it be kindeled with fire, no man may rid it for the vehemencie of the flambe, and yet it geueth no finders to warme a man by, nor cleare fire to sit by.
7 He hath destroyed my vine, & barked my figge tree, he hath pilled it and cast it from him, and hath left bowes therof whyte.
12 Your remembraunce is lyke vnto a sparke, and your bodies lyke the claye.
14 They runne into darknesse by fayre day, and grope at the noone day as in the night.
17 That they may cause a lacke of bread and water, and be astonied one at another, and be consumed in their iniquitie.
10 They let hym go naked without clothing, and haue taken away the sheafe of the hungrie.
11 The poore are fayne to labour in their oyle mylles, yea and to treade in their wyne presses, and yet to suffer thirst.
23 The members of his body are ioyned so strait one to another, and cleaue so fast together, that he cannot be moued.
30 And they shall cause their voyce to be heard against thee, and shall crye bitterly, and shall cast dust vpon their heades, and wallowe in the asshes.
7 Our bones lye scattered vpon the graues mouth: lyke as when one breaketh and heweth wood vpon the earth.
23 Let their eyes be blynded that they see not: and euer bowe downe their loynes.
20 They shalbe smitten from the morning vnto the euening: yea they shall perishe for euer, when no man regardeth them.
8 And that thou hast filled me with wrinckles my fleshe is recorde, and my leanenesse ryseth vp against me and beareth witnes thereof in my face.
14 Thus shal their soule perishe in foolishnes, and their lyfe among the fornicatours.
16 Their arrowes are sodayne death, yea they them selues be very giauntes.
9 Straungers haue deuoured his strength, and he regardeth it not: he waxeth full of gray heeres, yet wyll he not knowe it.