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 daughter of my people.
Therefore I said, “Turn away from me, let me weep bitterly! Do not try to console me over 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
For the brokenness of the daughter of my people I am crushed. I mourn; horror has gripped me.
My eyes fail from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief over the destruction of the daughter of
O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an
So I weep with Jazer for the vines of Sibmah; I drench Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Triumphant shouts have fallen
My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
You are to speak this word to them: ‘My eyes overflow with tears; day and night they do not cease, for the virgin daught
But you, son of man, groan! Groan before their eyes with a broken heart and bitter grief.
Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.
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 a
My eyes shed streams of tears because Your law is not obeyed.
My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the pain in my chest! My heart pounds within me; I cannot be silent. For I