Jeremiah 8:18
Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
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8I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
17For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
20See, Yahweh; 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.
21They 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 proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
10My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
19Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
27If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up;'
20Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; For comforters, but I found none.
14Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; my eyes fail [with looking] upward: Lord, I am oppressed, be my collateral.
15What shall I say? he has both spoken to me, and himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
4My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.
10Be it still my consolation, Yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
21For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
18I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
9Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
20Aren't my days few? Cease then, Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
4Therefore said I, Look away from me, I will weep bitterly; don't labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
82My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
12Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there be any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, With which Yahweh has afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
13From on high has he 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.
19Behold, the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people from a land that is very far off: isn't Yahweh in Zion? Isn't her King in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their engraved images, and with foreign vanities?
5But I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
6"Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
13When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;'
3You did say, Woe is me now! for Yahweh has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.
7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay has taken hold on me.
50This is my comfort in my affliction, For your word has revived me.
4My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, For I forget to eat my bread.
1Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a spring of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
19These two things have happened to you. Who will bemoan you? Desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword; how shall I comfort you?
1"My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
31Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
11"Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
16"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
28I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
8"Oh that I might have my request; That God would grant the thing that I long for!
28My soul is weary with sorrow: Strengthen me according to your word.
4My heart flutters, horror has frightened me; the twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling to me.
16For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.
18Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuses to be healed? will you indeed be to me as a deceitful [brook], as waters that fail?
20My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.
19In the multitude of my thoughts within me, Your comforts delight my soul.
16When I tried to understand this, It was too painful for me;
17For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim;