Lamentations 1:16
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
15 The Lord hath trodden under foot all my mighty men in the midst of me: he hath called an assembly against me to crush my young men: the Lord hath trodden the virgin, the daughter of Judah, as in a winepress.
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.
17 Zion spreadeth forth her hands, and there is none to comfort her: the LORD hath commanded concerning Jacob, that his adversaries should be round about him: Jerusalem is as a menstruous woman among them.
18 The LORD is righteous; for I have rebelled against his commandment: hear, I pray you, all people, and behold my sorrow: my virgins and my young men are gone into captivity.
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Compare
- 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
Rivers of waters run down mine eyes, because they keep not thy law.
Read in contextLamentations 1:2
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
Read in contextJeremiah 13:17
But if ye will not hear it, my soul shall weep in secret places for your pride; and mine eye shall weep sore, and run down with tears, because the LORD’s flock is carried away captive.
Read in contextLamentations 3:48–49
Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Read in contextJeremiah 14:17
Therefore thou shalt say this word unto them; Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease: for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous blow.
Read in contextLamentations 2:11
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
Read in contextLamentations 2:18
Their heart cried unto the Lord, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thine eye cease.
Read in contextLamentations 4:2–10
The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
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