In the days of her affliction and wandering Jerusalem remembers all the treasures that were hers in days of old. When her people fell into enemy hands she received no help. Her enemies looked upon her, laughing at her downfall.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.
I considered the days of old, the years long in the past.
Or has any god tried to take as his own a nation out of another nation—by trials, signs, wonders, and war, by a strong h
These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the festive procession to the
He declares His word to Jacob, His statutes and judgments to Israel.
I will sing for my beloved a song of his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a very fertile hill.
But now many nations have assembled against you, saying, “Let her be defiled, and let us feast our eyes on Zion.”
for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”
But Abraham answered, ‘Child, remember that during your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received b
I remembered You, O God, and I groaned; I mused and my spirit grew faint. Selah
For the LORD your God is bringing you into a good land, a land of brooks and fountains and springs that flow through the
Finally he came to his senses and said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have plenty of food, but here I am, star
She will pursue her lovers but not catch them; she will seek them but not find them. Then she will say, ‘I will return t
All who pass by clap their hands at you in scorn. They hiss and shake their heads at the Daughter of Jerusalem: “Is this
For what nation is great enough to have a god as near to them as the LORD our God is to us whenever we call on Him?
“This is what the LORD, the God of Israel, says that you are to tell the king of Judah, who sent you to Me: Behold, Phar
All the while our eyes were failing as we looked in vain for help. We watched from our towers for a nation that could no
“How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me,