Jeremiah 8:21
19 Listen to the cry of the daughter of my people from a land far away: “Is the LORD no longer in Zion? Is her King no longer there?” “Why have they provoked Me to anger with their carved images, with their worthless foreign idols?”
20 “The harvest has passed, the summer has ended, but we have not been saved.”
For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am crushed. I mourn; horror has gripped me.
22 Is there no balm in Gilead? Is no physician there? Why then has the health of the daughter of my people not been restored?
Do read the surrounding verses too, because the context often says more than a single verse.
Compare
- BSB
- For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am crushed. I mourn; horror has gripped me.
- KJV
- For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.
- WEB
- For the hurt of the daughter of my people, I am hurt. I mourn. Dismay has taken hold of me.
- ASV
- For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.
- DARBY
- For the breach of the daughter of my people am I crushed; I go mourning; astonishment hath taken hold of me.
- BLB
- Because of the breaking of the daughter of my people, I am broken; I am mourning; dismay has seized me.
- ÅB
- Over mitt folks sønderknuselse er jeg sønderknust; jeg går i sørgeklær, forferdelse har grepet meg.
- OTB
- For mitt folks datters brudd er jeg knust; jeg sørger, og skrekk griper meg.
- B1930
- Over mitt folks sønderknuselse er jeg sønderknust; jeg går i sørgeklær, forferdelse har grepet mig.
Study notes (Tyndale)
Original text and word study
Cross references
Jeremiah 14:17
You are to speak this word to them: ‘My eyes overflow with tears; day and night they do not cease, for the virgin daughter of my people has been shattered by a crushing blow, a severely grievous wound.
Read in contextNahum 2:10
She is emptied! Yes, she is desolate and laid waste! Hearts melt, knees knock, bodies tremble, and every face grows pale!
Read in contextJoel 2:6
Nations writhe in horror before them; every face turns pale.
Read in contextSong of Solomon 1:5–6
I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Read in contextPsalms 137:3–6
for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”
Read in contextLuke 19:41
As Jesus approached Jerusalem and saw the city, He wept over it
Read in contextJeremiah 4:19
My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the pain in my chest! My heart pounds within me; I cannot be silent. For I have heard the sound of the horn, the alarm of battle.
Read in contextJeremiah 9:1
Oh, that my head were a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears! I would weep day and night over the slain daughter of my people.
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