Outside, the sword will take their children, and inside, terror will strike the young man and the young woman, the infant and the gray-haired man.
The sword is outside; plague and famine are within. Those in the country will die by the sword, and those in the city wi
See, O LORD, how distressed I am! I am churning within; my heart is pounding within me, for I have been most rebellious.
So He brought up against them the king of the Chaldeans, who put their young men to the sword in the sanctuary, sparing
The nursing infant’s tongue clings in thirst to the roof of his mouth. Little children beg for bread, but no one gives t
For death has climbed in through our windows; it has entered our fortresses to cut off the children from the streets, th
As for those of you who survive, I will send a faintness into their hearts in the lands of their enemies, so that even t
“No,” you say, “we will flee on horses.” Therefore you will flee! “We will ride swift horses,” but your pursuers will be
For when we arrived in Macedonia, our bodies had no rest, but we were pressed from every direction—conflicts on the outs
Arise, cry out in the night from the first watch of the night. Pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lor