Lamentations 1:16
14 My transgressions are bound into a yoke, knit together by His hand; they are draped over my neck, and the Lord has broken my strength. He has delivered me into the hands of those I cannot withstand.
15 The Lord has rejected all the mighty men in my midst; He has summoned an army against me to crush my young warriors. Like grapes in a winepress, the Lord has trampled the Virgin Daughter of Judah.
For these things I weep; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one nearby to comfort me, no one to revive my soul. My children are destitute because the enemy has prevailed.
17 Zion stretches out her hands, but there is no one to comfort her. The LORD has decreed against Jacob that his neighbors become his foes. Jerusalem has become an unclean thing among them.
18 The LORD is righteous, for I have rebelled against His command. Listen, all you people; look upon my suffering. My young men and maidens have gone into captivity.
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- BSB
- For these things I weep; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one nearby to comfort me, no one to revive my soul. My children are destitute because the enemy has prevailed.
- KJV
- For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
- WEB
- “For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.”
- ASV
- For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.
- DARBY
- For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water: for the comforter that should revive my soul is far from me; my children are desolate, for the enemy hath prevailed.
- BLB
- For these I am weeping; My eye, my eye is overflowing [with] water, because one comforting is far from me, the restorer of my soul; my children have become desolate because the enemy has prevailed.
- ÅB
- Over dette gråter jeg, mitt øye, mitt øye flyter bort i vann; for langt fra meg er trøsteren som kunne husvale min sjel; mine barn er ødelagt, for fienden fikk overhånd.
- OTB
- For disse tingene gråter jeg; mine øyne flyter over av tårer. Det er ingen nær til å trøste meg, ingen til å gjenopprette min ånd. Mine barn er fattige fordi fienden har seiret."
- B1930
- Over dette gråter jeg, mitt øie, mitt øie flyter bort i vann; for langt fra mig er trøsteren som kunde husvale min sjel; mine barn er ødelagt, for fienden fikk overhånd.
Study notes (Tyndale)
Original text and word study
Cross references
Psalms 119:136
My eyes shed streams of tears because Your law is not obeyed.
Read in contextLamentations 1:2
She weeps aloud in the night, with tears upon her cheeks. Among all her lovers there is no one to comfort her. All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.
Read in contextJeremiah 13:17
But if you do not listen, I will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, because the LORD’s flock has been taken captive.
Read in contextLamentations 3:48–49
Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Read in contextJeremiah 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 contextLamentations 2:11
My eyes fail from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief over the destruction of the daughter of my people, because children and infants faint in the streets of the city.
Read in contextLamentations 2:18
The hearts of the people cry out to the Lord. O wall of the Daughter of Zion, let your tears run down like a river day and night. Give yourself no relief, and your eyes no rest.
Read in contextLamentations 4:2–10
How the precious sons of Zion, once worth their weight in pure gold, are now esteemed as jars of clay, the work of a potter’s hands!
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