40 Bible Verses about Lamenting
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The king sang a funeral song for Abner: Should Abner die like a godless fool? Your hands were not bound. Your feet were not in fetters. You fell as one falls in front of wicked men. And all the people continued to cry for him.
They mourned loudly for a long time at the threshing place at Atad east of the Jordan. Joseph performed mourning ceremonies for seven days.
This is what Jehovah says: 'A sound is heard in Ramah, the sound of crying in bitter grief. Rachel is crying for her children. She refuses to be comforted, because they are dead.'
Herod saw that the astrologers tricked him and he was furious. He sent soldiers to kill all the boys two years old and younger in or near Bethlehem. This matched the time he learned from the astrologers. Jeremiah's prophecy came true: A sound was heard in Ramah, the sound of crying in bitter grief. Rachel is weeping for her children. She would not be comforted, because they were dead.
The house of the ruler of the synagogue was filled with commotion. Many were weeping and wailing.
They were all weeping and morning her. He said: Do not weep for she is not dead, but sleeps.
A great crowd of people followed. Many women cried and grieved over him.
The Jews were with her in the house, consoling her. They saw Mary get up quickly and leave. So they followed her, supposing that she was going to the tomb to weep there. When Mary saw Jesus she fell down at his feet. She said: Lord; if you had been here my brother would not have died. Jesus groaned in his spirit and was troubled when he saw her weeping and the Jews who came with her weeping.
Hear my prayer, O Jehovah! And let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Incline your ear to me. In the day when I call answer me quickly.
Then Jeremiah chanted a lament for Josiah. All the male and female singers speak about Josiah in their lamentations (dirges) to this day. They made them an ordinance in Israel. They are also written in the Lamentations.
Then David chanted with a lament (dirge) (requiem) over Saul and Jonathan his son. He told them to teach the sons of Judah the song of the bow. It is written in the book of Jashar: Your beauty, O Israel, is slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!read more.
Do not tell the news in Gath. Do not announce the victory in the streets of Ashkelon. The daughters of the Philistines will be glad. The daughters of godless men will celebrate. Let no rain or dew fall on the mountains of Gilboa. Let its fields be barren! For the shields of the mighty lie there in disgrace. The shield of Saul is no longer polished with oil. Jonathan's bow was deadly. The sword of Saul was without mercy. He struck down the mighty and killed the enemy. It was easy to love Saul and Jonathan. Together in life, together in death, they were faster than eagles and stronger than lions. Daughters of Israel, weep over Saul. He clothed you in scarlet with luxury. The brave soldiers have fallen. They were killed in battle. Jonathan lies dead in the hills. I grieve for you, my brother Jonathan. You were dear to me! How wonderful was your love for me. It was better than the love of women. The mighty have fallen, their weapons abandoned and useless.
Hear this word that I take up for a cry of sorrow (lamentation) (dirge) over you, O house of Israel. The virgin of Israel has fallen. She will not rise again. She has been thrown down upon her own land. There is none to raise her up.
She sits alone. She was a town full of people! Once great among the nations she has become like a widow! She who was a princess among the countries has come under the yoke of forced labor!
Instead of the smell of perfume, there will be the smell of decay. They will wear ropes instead of belts. They will have baldheads instead of beautiful hair. They will wear sackcloth instead of expensive clothes. Their beauty will be scarred with brand marks. Your men will be killed by the sword, in war. Her (Zion's) gates will lament and mourn and she will sit on the ground deserted.
You will have trouble Ariel. The years go by, year after year in Ariel the city where David camped! (Jerusalem) You celebrate your festivals on schedule. I will still make you suffer Ariel. Your people will cry and mourn when I make you like the lion of God, Jerusalem. (Ariel is symbolic name for Jerusalem.)
A lion has come out of its lair. A destroyer of nations has set out. He has left his place and is on his way to destroy your land. Your cities will be ruined. No one will live in them. Dress in sackcloth, beat your breasts (mourn), and cry because Jehovah's burning anger has not turned back from us.
Cut off your hair and cast it away. Take up a cry of sorrow and grief on the bare heights. Jehovah has rejected and forsaken the generation of his wrath.'
I will cry and weep for the mountains. I will sing a funeral song for the pastures in the wilderness. They are destroyed so that no one can travel through them. No one can hear the sound of cattle. Birds and cattle have fled. They are gone.
Jehovah has become like an enemy fighting against her, sending destruction on Israel. He has sent destruction on all her great houses, turning his strong places into waste. He increases the grief and the sorrow of the daughter of Judah.
As I looked, I saw a hand stretched out toward me. In it was a scroll. He slowly spread the scroll in front of me. There was writing on the front and back. There were funeral songs (dirges), songs of mourning and horrible things written on it.
So I weep, as Jazer weeps, for the vines of Sibmah. O Heshbon, O Elealeh, I drench you with tears! The shouts of joy over your ripened fruit and over your harvests have been stilled. Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards. No one sings or shouts in the vineyards! No one treads out wine at the presses, for I have put an end to the shouting. That is why my heart mourns for Moab like a harp. I mourn for Kir Hareseth.
My heart cries out for Moab! The people have fled to the town of Zoar, and to Eglath Shelishiyah. Some climb the road to Luhith. They weep as they go. Some escape to Horonaim, grieving loudly.
The Moabites cry, they cry out together for Moab. Lament and grieve for the men and the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
The fishermen will groan and lament. All who cast hooks into the Nile and throw nets on the water will be weak and sick.
My heart cries sadly for Moab like a flute playing a funeral song. It cries like a flute for the people from Kir Hareseth. The money they made has all been taken away.
They will take up a lamentation over you and say to you: 'How you have perished, O inhabited one, from the seas, O renowned city. You were mighty on the sea. She and her inhabitants imposed her terror on all her inhabitants! Now the coastlands will tremble on the day of your fall. Yes, the coastlands by the sea will be terrified at your passing.'
Son of man, prophesy. Say, 'The Lord Jehovah says: Cry for that day! The day is near. The Day of Jehovah is near. It will be a gloomy day, a time of trouble for the nations. There will be war in Egypt and anguish in Ethiopia. Many Egyptians will fall dead. People will take away Egypt's wealth, and its foundations will be torn down.
Her enemies are at ease and her foes have become her masters. Jehovah (YHWH) sends her sorrow because of the great number of her sins. Young children have gone away as prisoners before the attacker.
What protest may a living man make? Can a man protest about the punishment for his sin? Let us search and put our ways to the test. Let us turn again to Jehovah.
The Israelite women would go out for four days every year to grieve for the daughter of Jephthah of Gilead.
Then David chanted with a lament (dirge) (requiem) over Saul and Jonathan his son.
When Mordecai learned what had been done, he tore his clothes in anguish. Then he dressed in sackcloth, covered his head with ashes, and walked through the city, wailing loudly and bitterly,
A sound was heard in Ramah, the sound of crying in bitter grief. Rachel is weeping for her children. She would not be comforted, because they were dead.
Dress in sackcloth, beat your breasts (mourn), and cry because Jehovah's burning anger has not turned back from us.
O my people put on sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn as for an only son, a lamentation most bitter. For suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
In that day they will taunt you and speak mournfully with sorrow and much grief: 'We are utterly ruined! He exchanged the portion of my people and removed it from me. He divided our fields and gave them to the apostate.'
