Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed wet with tears; I water my couch with my tears.

lest he tear my soul like a lion, tearing it in pieces, and there is no one to deliver.

Remember, O Lord, what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. They said, "Tear it down, tear it down, right to its very foundation!"

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.

They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears

For You, Lord, rescued me from death,
my eyes from tears,
my feet from stumbling.

My eyes pour out streams of tears
because people do not follow Your instruction.

We have escaped like a bird from the hunter’s net;
the net is torn, and we have escaped.

Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.

Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:

Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

"Let us tear off their bonds, and cast their cords from us!"

but God will pull you down forever. He will snatch you and tear you away from [your] tent, and [he] will uproot you from [the] land of [the] living. Selah

You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.

He brought them out of darkness and gloom, and tore off their bonds.

Because they do not consider
what the Lord has done
or the work of His hands,
He will tear them down and not rebuild them.

God, knock the teeth out of their mouths;
Lord, tear out the young lions’ fangs.

And now they are tearing down all its engravings with axes and crowbars.

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have torn off my sackcloth, and have clothed me with gladness,