Lamentations 4:18
They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
They hunt our steps, that we cannot go in our streets: our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
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19 Our persecutors are swifter than the eagles of the heaven: they pursued us upon the mountains, they laid wait for us in the wilderness.
20 The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of the LORD, was taken in their pits, of whom we said, Under his shadow we shall live among the heathen.
17 As for us, our eyes as yet failed for our vain help: in our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save us.
11 They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
4 We have drunken our water for money; our wood is sold unto us.
5 Our necks are under persecution: we labour, and have no rest.
17 For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
18 Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
46 All our enemies have opened their mouths against us.
47 Fear and a snare is come upon us, desolation and destruction.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
9 Therefore is judgment far from us, neither doth justice overtake us: we wait for light, but behold obscurity; for brightness, but we walk in darkness.
10 We grope for the wall like the blind, and we grope as if we had no eyes: we stumble at noonday as in the night; we are in desolate places as dead men.
11 We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
12 For our transgressions are multiplied before thee, and our sins testify against us: for our transgressions are with us; and as for our iniquities, we know them;
4 How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of every field wither, for the wickedness of them that dwell therein? the beasts are consumed, and the birds; because they said, He shall not see our last end.
14 And behold at eveningtide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
25 Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
26 They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.
13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
24 We have heard the fame thereof: our hands wax feeble: anguish hath taken hold of us, and pain, as of a woman in travail.
25 Go not forth into the field, nor walk by the way; for the sword of the enemy and fear is on every side.
20 The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.
22 Let a cry be heard from their houses, when thou shalt bring a troop suddenly upon them: for they have digged a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.
18 Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way;
19 Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.
8 Servants have ruled over us: there is none that doth deliver us out of their hand.
9 We gat our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
15 We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of health, and behold trouble!
21 For death is come up into our windows, and is entered into our palaces, to cut off the children from without, and the young men from the streets.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
18 And let them make haste, and take up a wailing for us, that our eyes may run down with tears, and our eyelids gush out with waters.
19 For a voice of wailing is heard out of Zion, How are we spoiled! we are greatly confounded, because we have forsaken the land, because our dwellings have cast us out.
11 And our adversaries said, They shall not know, neither see, till we come in the midst among them, and slay them, and cause the work to cease.
11 Behold, I say, how they reward us, to come to cast us out of thy possession, which thou hast given us to inherit.
7 Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
9 We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
20 Whereas our substance is not cut down, but the remnant of them the fire consumeth.
6 An end is come, the end is come: it watcheth for thee; behold, it is come.
6 (For they will come out after us) till we have drawn them from the city; for they will say, They flee before us, as at the first: therefore we will flee before them.
17 Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.
2 Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.
4 Then the waters had overwhelmed us, the stream had gone over our soul:
19 Hast thou utterly rejected Judah? hath thy soul lothed Zion? why hast thou smitten us, and there is no healing for us? we looked for peace, and there is no good; and for the time of healing, and behold trouble!
16 All thine enemies have opened their mouth against thee: they hiss and gnash the teeth: they say, We have swallowed her up: certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.