Lamentations 4:19
Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned `after' us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned `after' us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
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17While we exist -- consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation `that' saveth not.
18They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
20The breath of our nostrils -- the anointed of Jehovah, Hath been captured in their pits, of whom we said: `In his shadow we do live among nations.'
11`Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
12His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
5For our neck we have been pursued, We have laboured -- there hath been no rest for us.
19But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost cover us over with death-shade.
7Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.
25My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
26They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
9With our lives we bring in our bread, Because of the sword of the wilderness.
3Then alive they had swallowed us up, In the burning of their anger against us,
4Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,
52Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
8Swifter than leopards have been its horses, And sharper than evening wolves, And increased have its horsemen, Even its horsemen from afar come in, They fly as an eagle, hasting to consume.
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
11We make a noise as bears -- all of us, And as doves we coo sorely; We wait for judgment, and there is none, For salvation -- it hath been far from us.
4Till when doth the earth mourn, And the herb of the whole field wither? For the wickedness of those dwelling in it, Consumed have been beast and fowl, Because they said, `He doth not see our latter end.'
13Lo, as clouds he cometh up, And as a hurricane his chariots, Lighter than eagles have been his horses, Wo to us, for we have been spoiled.
43Thou hast covered Thyself with anger, And dost pursue us; Thou hast slain -- Thou hast not pitied.
6Their way is darkness and slipperiness, And a messenger of Jehovah their pursuer.
16And ye say, No, for on a horse we flee? Therefore ye flee, And on the swift we ride! Therefore swift are your pursuers.
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
17For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.
18For the mount of Zion -- that is desolate, Foxes have gone up on it.
3Before it consumed hath fire, And after it burn doth a flame, As the garden of Eden `is' the land before it, And after it a wilderness -- a desolation! And also an escape there hath not been to it,
11and lo, they are recompensing to us -- to come in to drive us out of Thy possession, that Thou hast caused us to possess.
14At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This `is' the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
22A cry is heard from their houses, For Thou bringest against them suddenly a troop, For they dug a pit to capture me, And snares they have hidden for my feet.
9A speckled fowl `is' Mine inheritance to Me? Is the fowl round about against her? Come, assemble, every beast of the field, Come ye for food.
12We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down `to' the pit,
9persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;
26For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.
40When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
5From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
11Saying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'
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.
15So dost Thou pursue them with Thy whirlwind, And with Thy hurricane troublest them.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
6and they have come out after us till we have drawn them out of the city, for they say, They are fleeing before us as at the first, and we have fled before them,
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
3With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
17Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird.
46Opened against us their mouth have all our enemies.
47Fear and a snare hath been for us, Desolation and destruction.
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.