Jeremiah 4:19
My heart, my heart! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My heart, my heart! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! My heart pounds within me; I cannot remain silent, for I have heard the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
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Ah my bely, ah my bely, (shalt thou crie) how is my hert so sore? my hert paunteth within me, I can not be still, for I haue herde the crienge of the trompettes, and peales of warre.
My bely, my bely, I am pained, euen at the very heart: mine heart is troubled within me: I cannot be still: for my soule hath heard the sounde of the trumpet, and the alarme of the battell.
Ah my belly, ah my belly shalt thou crie, howe is my heart so sore? my heart panteth within me, I can not be styll, for I haue hearde the crying of the trumpettes, and peales of warre.
¶ My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I can't hold my peace; because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My bowels, my bowels! I am pained `at' the walls of my heart, Make a noise for me doth My heart, I am not silent, For the voice of a trumpet I have heard, O my soul -- a shout of battle!
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
My soul, my soul! I am pained to my inmost heart; my heart is troubled in me; I am not able to be quiet, because the sound of the horn, the note of war, has come to my ears.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I can't hold my peace; because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
I said,“Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach! I writhe in anguish. Oh, the pain in my heart! My heart pounds within me. I cannot keep silent. For I hear the sound of the trumpet; the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul!
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20 Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
20 Destruction upon destruction is cried; for the whole land is ruined: suddenly my tents are ruined, and my curtains in a moment.
21 How long shall I see the standard, and hear the sound of the trumpet?
6 I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease, and there is no health in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
10 My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
3 Therefore my loins are filled with pain; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was bent over when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
4 My heart pounded, fearfulness frightened me; the night that I delighted in has been turned into terror for me.
11 Therefore my heart shall sound like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kirharesh.
27 My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice; decay entered my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble. When he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.
4 My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
18 Your way and your deeds have procured these things for you; this is your wickedness, because it is bitter, because it reaches to your heart.
11 My eyes fail with tears, my heart is troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and infants faint in the streets of the city.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
14 I have held my peace a long time; I have been still, and restrained myself: now will I cry like a woman in labor; I will destroy and devour at once.
19 Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
13 His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
24 We have heard the report, our hands grow weak; anguish has taken hold of us, and pain, as of a woman in labor.
31 For I have heard a voice as of a woman in labor, and the anguish as of her that brings forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that bewails herself, that spreads her hands, saying, Woe is me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.
1 At this also my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
16 For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
17 My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.
24 For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
10 Then I said: Ah, Lord GOD! surely you have greatly deceived this people and Jerusalem, saying, You shall have peace; whereas the sword reaches to the soul.
4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
3 There is no health in my flesh because of your anger, nor is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
3 My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
14 They have blown the trumpet, even to make all ready; but none goes to the battle, for my wrath is upon all the multitude thereof.
4 Therefore I said, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly, do not labor to comfort me, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people.
12 Is it nothing to you, all you that pass by? Look and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is done to me, with which the LORD has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.
13 From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
19 Have You utterly rejected Judah? Has Your soul loathed Zion? Why have You struck us down, and there is no healing for us? We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of healing, but behold, trouble!
11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
9 Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak anymore in his name. But his word was in my heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with holding back, and I could not stay.
9 My heart within me is broken because of the prophets; all my bones shake. I am like a drunken man, and like a man overcome by wine, because of the LORD, and because of the words of his holiness.
56 You have heard my voice; do not hide Your ear from my sighing, from my cry for help.
5 For thus says the LORD; We have heard a voice of trembling, of fear, and not of peace.
31 My harp is also turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
9 Now why do you cry out aloud? Is there no king in you? Has your counselor perished? For pangs have taken you like a woman in labor.
2 Attend to me, and hear me; I mourn in my complaint and make a noise,
13 He has caused the arrows of His quiver to pierce my innermost parts.