Jeremiah 8:21

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Summary

Jeremiah 8:21

For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

The hurt

I am

Song of Songs 1:5

Joel 2:6

Nahum 2:10

Bible References

The hurt

My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in agony!
Oh, the pain in my heart!
My heart pounds;
I cannot be silent.
For you, my soul,
have heard the sound of the ram’s horn—
the shout of battle.

If my head were a spring of water,

my eyes a fountain of tears,
I would weep day and night
over the slain of my dear people.

You are to speak this word to them:
Let my eyes overflow with tears;
day and night may they not stop,
for the virgin daughter of my people
has been destroyed by a great disaster,
an extremely severe wound.

But I have not run away from being Your shepherd,
and I have not longed for the fatal day.
You know my words were spoken in Your presence.

and replied to the king, “May the king live forever! Why should I not be sad when the city where my ancestors are buried lies in ruins and its gates have been destroyed by fire?”

for our captors there asked us for songs,
and our tormentors, for rejoicing:
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

As He approached and saw the city, He wept over it,

I speak the truth in Christ—I am not lying; my conscience is testifying to me with the Holy Spirit—

I am

Daughters of Jerusalem,
I am dark like the tents of Kedar,
yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon.

Nations writhe in horror before them;
all faces turn pale.

Desolation, decimation, devastation!
Hearts melt,
knees tremble,
loins shake,
every face grows pale!