Verse 7

Nineveh is taken into exile and is led away; her slave girls moan like doves while they beat their breasts.

Referenced Verses

• Isa 38:14 : 14 Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!
• Isa 59:11 : 11 We all growl like bears, we coo mournfully like doves; we wait for deliverance, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far from us.
• Luke 23:27 : 27 A great number of the people followed him, among them women who were mourning and wailing for him.
• Luke 23:48 : 48 And all the crowds that had assembled for this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, returned home beating their breasts.
• Isa 32:12 : 12 Mourn over the field, over the delightful fields and the fruitful vine!