Lamentations 3:49
Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
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48Rivulets of water go down my eye, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.
50Till Jehovah looketh and seeth from the heavens,
51My eye affecteth my soul, Because of all the daughters of my city.
18Cried hath their heart unto the Lord; O wall of the daughter of Zion, Cause to go down as a stream tears daily and nightly, Give not rest to thyself, Let not the daughter of thine eye stand still.
1Who doth make my head waters, And mine eye a fountain of tears? And I weep by day and by night, For the wounded of the daughter of my people.
136Rivulets of waters have come down mine eyes, Because they have not kept Thy law!
16For 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.
11Consumed by tears have been my eyes, Troubled have been my bowels, Poured out to the earth hath been my liver, For the breach of the daughter of my people; In infant and suckling being feeble, In the broad places of the city,
6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
7Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
17And thou hast said unto them this word: Tears come down mine eyes night and day, And they do not cease, For, `with' a great breach, Broken hath been the virgin daughter of my people, A very grievous stroke.
82Consumed have been mine eyes for Thy word, Saying, `When doth it comfort me?'
123Mine eyes have been consumed for Thy salvation. And for the saying of Thy righteousness.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
18And they hasten, and lift up for us a wailing. And run down our eyes do tears, And from our eyelids do waters flow.
20My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
4Therefore 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.'
7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
4Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
3My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
12`Is it' nothing to you, all ye passing by the way? Look attentively, and see, If there is any pain like my pain, That He is rolling to me? Whom Jehovah hath afflicted In the day of the fierceness of His anger.
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.
10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And `to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I `am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
9Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.
17And if ye do not hear it, In secret places doth my soul weep, because of pride, Yea, it weepeth sore, And the tear cometh down mine eyes, For the flock of Jehovah hath been taken captive.
4If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.
17For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
15Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
148Mine eyes have gone before the watches, To meditate in Thy saying.
2If not -- mockeries `are' with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.
7Remember Thou that my life `is' a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
8The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes `are' upon me -- and I am not.
16`Son of man, lo, I am taking from thee the desire of thine eyes by a stroke, and thou dost not mourn, nor weep, nor let thy tear come.
14As a crane -- a swallow -- so I chatter, I mourn as a dove, Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah, oppression `is' on me, be my surety.
17For Mine eyes `are' upon all their ways, They have not been hidden from My face, Nor hath their iniquity been concealed from before Mine eyes.
18Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
10Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
10And I also, Mine eye doth not pity, nor do I spare; their way on their own head I have put.'