At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blows toward the daughter of My people, but not to winnow or to sift;
Even if it is transplanted, will it flourish? Will it not completely wither when the east wind strikes? It will wither o
Although he flourishes among his brothers, an east wind will come—a wind from the LORD rising up from the desert. His fo
My eyes fail from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief over the destruction of the daughter of
Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like an ostrich i
Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Each of us has become like something unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all wither like a leaf
But it was uprooted in fury, cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit. Its strong branches were str
This is what the LORD says: “Behold, I will stir up against Babylon and against the people of Leb-kamai the spirit of a
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 long
His winnowing fork is in His hand to clear His threshing floor and to gather His wheat into the barn; but He will burn u
Behold, the storm of the LORD has gone out with fury, a whirlwind swirling down upon the heads of the wicked.
The punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than that of Sodom, which was overthrown in an instant without a
You are to speak this word to them: ‘My eyes overflow with tears; day and night they do not cease, for the virgin daught
Therefore they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing floor,
Therefore this is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Behold, I will refine them and test them, for what else can I do because
Therefore I said, “Turn away from me, let me weep bitterly! Do not try to console me over the destruction of the daughte
By warfare and exile You contended with her and removed her with a fierce wind, as on the day the east wind blows.
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 daug
You will winnow them, and a wind will carry them away; a gale will scatter them. But you will rejoice in the LORD; you w
Behold, the storm of the LORD has gone out with fury, a whirlwind swirling down upon the heads of the wicked.
His winnowing fork is in His hand to clear His threshing floor and to gather the wheat into His barn; but He will burn u
The hands of compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food in the destruction of the daughte