As she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears and wipe them with her hair. Then she kissed His feet and anointed them with the perfume.
Those who sow in tears will reap with shouts of joy.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
Let a little water be brought, that you may wash your feet and rest yourselves under the tree.
And turning toward the woman, He said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? When I entered your house, you did not give Me w
I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.
Let your garments always be white, and never spare the oil for your head.
to console the mourners in Zion—to give them a crown of beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and a garment of
So He got up from the supper, laid aside His outer garments, and wrapped a towel around His waist.
Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation without regret, but worldly sorrow brings death.
Yes, I confess my iniquity; I am troubled by my sin.
They will come with weeping, and by their supplication I will lead them; I will make them walk beside streams of waters,
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
“Yet even now,” declares the LORD, “return to Me with all your heart, with fasting, weeping, and mourning.”
While Ezra prayed and made this confession, weeping and falling facedown before the house of God, a very large assembly
Grieve, mourn, and weep. Turn your laughter to mourning, and your joy to gloom.
You went to Molech with oil and multiplied your perfumes. You have sent your envoys a great distance; you have descended
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
When the angel of the LORD had spoken these words to all the Israelites, the people lifted up their voices and wept.
I have surely heard Ephraim’s moaning: ‘You disciplined me severely, like an untrained calf. Restore me, that I may retu
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be filled. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh.
And he went outside and wept bitterly.