Devine Scripture

Jeremiah 10:19

Jeremiah chapter 10 · verse 19 in three public-domain English translations with cross-references

Parallel translations

WEB

World English Bible · 2000

Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.

KJV

King James Version · 1611

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

ASV

American Standard Version · 1901

Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.

Context

v.18For thus saith Jehovah, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and will distress them, that they may feel it.

v.19This passage

v.20My tent is destroyed, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth from me, and they are not: there is none to spread my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.

Cross references

Related passages from across Scripture, drawn from the Treasury of Scripture Knowledge.

  • Lamentations 1:2

    She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks; Among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they are become her enemies.

  • Lamentations 3:48

    Mine eye runneth down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

  • Lamentations 1:12

    Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is brought upon me, Wherewith Jehovah hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.

  • Jeremiah 8:21

    For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.

  • Jeremiah 14:17

    And thou shalt say this word unto them, Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease; for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very grievous wound.

  • Jeremiah 4:19

    My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart; my heart is disquieted in me; I cannot hold my peace; because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.