Jeremiah 8:18
My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.
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- Lam 1:16-17 : 16 For these I am weeping, My eye, my eye, is running down with waters, For, far from me hath been a comforter, Refreshing my soul, My sons have been desolate, For mighty hath been an enemy. 17 Spread forth hath Zion her hands, There is no comforter for her, Jehovah hath charged concerning Jacob, His neighbours `are' his adversaries, Jerusalem hath become impure among them.
- Lam 5:17 : 17 For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
- Isa 22:4 : 4 Therefore I said, `Look ye from me, I am bitter in my weeping, Haste not to comfort me, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.'
- Jer 6:24 : 24 `We have heard its sound, feeble have been our hands, Distress hath seized us, pain as of a travailing woman.
- Jer 10:19-22 : 19 Wo to me for my breaking, Grievious hath been my smiting, And I said, Only, this `is' my sickness, and I bear it. 20 My tent hath been spoiled, And all my cords have been broken, My sons have gone out from me, and they are not, There is none stretching out any more my tent, And raising up my curtains. 21 For the shepherds have become brutish, And Jehovah they have not sought, Therefore they have not acted wisely, And all their flock is scattered. 22 A voice of a report, lo, it hath come, Even a great shaking from the north country, To make the cities of Judah a desolation, A habitation of dragons.
- Job 7:13-14 : 13 When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch. 14 And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
- Dan 10:16-17 : 16 and lo, as the manner of the sons of men, he is striking against my lips, and I open my mouth, and I speak, and say unto him who is standing over-against me: My lord, by the appearance turned have been my pangs against me, and I have retained no power. 17 And how is the servant of this my lord able to speak with this my lord? as for me, henceforth there remaineth in me no power, yea, breath hath not been left in me.
- Hab 3:16 : 16 I have heard, and my belly trembleth, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness doth come into my bones, And in my place I do tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcometh it.
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