O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
So put on sackcloth, mourn and wail, for the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned away from us.”
Then I will pour out on the house of David and on the people of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and prayer, and they will lo
Shudder, you ladies of leisure; tremble, you daughters of complacency. Strip yourselves bare and put sackcloth around yo
The survivors will escape and live in the mountains, moaning like doves of the valley, each for his own iniquity.
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
They dress the wound of My people with very little care, saying, ‘Peace, peace,’ when there is no peace at all.
Disaster after disaster is proclaimed, for the whole land is laid waste. My tents are destroyed in an instant, my curtai
The hands of compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food in the destruction of the daughte
But if you do not listen, I will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, because the LOR
They will raise their voices for you and cry out bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads and roll in ashes.
You are to speak this word to them: ‘My eyes overflow with tears; day and night they do not cease, for the virgin daught
I will take up a weeping and wailing for the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness pasture, for they have been scorched
For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am crushed. I mourn; horror has gripped me.
She weeps aloud in the night, with tears upon her cheeks. Among all her lovers there is no one to comfort her. All her f
Therefore I said, “Turn away from me, let me weep bitterly! Do not try to console me over the destruction of the daughte
Come now, you who are rich, weep and wail over the misery to come upon you.
Those slain by the LORD on that day will be spread from one end of the earth to the other. They will not be mourned, gat
I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and e
As He approached the town gate, He saw a dead man being carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow. An
My eyes fail from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief over the destruction of the daughter of
On that day the Lord GOD of Hosts called for weeping and wailing, for shaven heads and the wearing of sackcloth.
Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like an ostrich i
This is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Take note, and summon the wailing women; send for the most skillful among them.
Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Over all the barren heights in the wilderness the destroyers have come, for the sword of the LORD devours from one end o
Because of this I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like a jackal and mourn like an ostr
At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blow
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
The punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than that of Sodom, which was overthrown in an instant without a
this iniquity of yours is like a breach about to fail, a bulge in a high wall, whose collapse will come suddenly—in an i
Grieve, mourn, and weep. Turn your laughter to mourning, and your joy to gloom.
I will make their widows more numerous than the sand of the sea. I will bring a destroyer at noon against the mothers of