Lamentations 2:11 Cross References
Lamentations 2:11
11: I have cried until the tears no longer come. My heart is broken, my spirit poured out, as I see what has happened to my people. Little children and tiny babies are fainting and dying in the streets.
Job 16:13
- His archers surrounded me, and his arrows pierced me without mercy. The ground is wet with my blood.
Lamentations 1:20
- "LORD, see my anguish! My heart is broken and my soul despairs, for I have rebelled against you. In the streets the sword kills, and at home there is only death.
Lamentations 1:16
- "For all these things I weep; tears flow down my cheeks. No one is here to comfort me; any who might encourage me are far away. My children have no future, for the enemy has conquered us."
Jeremiah 4:19
- My heart, my heart--I writhe in pain! My heart pounds within me! I cannot be still. For I have heard the blast of enemy trumpets and the roar of their battle cries.
Psalms 22:14
- My life is poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.
Lamentations 3:48
- Streams of tears flow from my eyes because of the destruction of my people!
- My tears flow down endlessly. They will not stop
- until the LORD looks down from heaven and sees.
- My heart is breaking over the fate of all the women of Jerusalem.
Isaiah 22:4
- Leave me alone to weep; do not try to comfort me. Let me cry for my people as I watch them being destroyed.
Psalms 6:7
- My vision is blurred by grief; my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
Jeremiah 44:7
- "And now the LORD God Almighty, the God of Israel, asks you: Why are you destroying yourselves? For not one of you will survive--not a man, woman, or child among you who has come here from Judah, not even the babies in your arms.
Luke 23:29
- For the days are coming when they will say, 'Fortunate indeed are the women who are childless, the wombs that have not borne a child and the breasts that have never nursed.'
Isaiah 38:14
- Delirious, I chattered like a swallow or a crane, and then I moaned like a mourning dove. My eyes grew tired of looking to heaven for help. I am in trouble, Lord. Help me!"
Psalms 31:9
- Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress. My sight is blurred because of my tears. My body and soul are withering away.
1 Samuel 30:4
- they wept until they could weep no more.
Lamentations 4:3
- Even the jackals feed their young, but not my people Israel. They ignore their children's cries, like the ostriches of the desert.
- The parched tongues of their little ones stick with thirst to the roofs of their mouths. The children cry for bread, but no one has any to give them.
Jeremiah 14:17
- "Now, Jeremiah, say this to them: `Night and day my eyes overflow with tears. I cannot stop weeping, for my virgin daughter--my precious people--has been run through with a sword and lies mortally wounded on the ground.
Lamentations 2:19
- Rise during the night and cry out. Pour out your hearts like water to the Lord. Lift up your hands to him in prayer. Plead for your children as they faint with hunger in the streets.
- "O LORD, think about this!" Jerusalem cries. "You are doing this to your own people! Should mothers eat their little children, those they once bounced on their knees? Should priests and prophets die within the Lord's Temple?
Jeremiah 8:19
- Listen to the weeping of my people; it can be heard all across the land. "Has the LORD abandoned Jerusalem?" the people ask. "Is her King no longer there?Oh, why have they angered me with their carved idols and worthless gods?" asks the LORD.
- "The harvest is finished, and the summer is gone," the people cry, "yet we are not saved!"
- I weep for the hurt of my people. I am stunned and silent, mute with grief.
- Is there no medicine in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why is there no healing for the wounds of my people?
- Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears; I would weep forever! I would sob day and night for all my people who have been slaughtered.
Lamentations 4:9
- Those killed by the sword are far better off than those who die of hunger, wasting away for want of food.
- Tenderhearted women have cooked their own children and eaten them in order to survive the siege.
Psalms 69:3
- I am exhausted from crying for help; my throat is parched and dry. My eyes are swollen with weeping, waiting for my God to help me.