Lamentations 3:1 Cross References - ACV

¹ I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.

²⁰ Thou, who have shown us many and great troubles, will revive us again, and will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.

⁷ Thy wrath lays hard upon me, and thou have afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer thy terrors I am confounded. ¹⁶ Thy fierce wrath has gone over me. Thy terrors have cut me off.

³ He was despised, and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief. And as him from whom men hide their face he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

¹⁷ I did not sit in the assembly of those who make merry, nor did I rejoice. I sat alone because of thy hand, for thou have filled me with indignation. ¹⁸ Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuses to be healed? Will thou indeed be to me as a deceitful brook, as waters that fail?

¹⁴ Cursed be the day in which I was born. Let not the day in which my mother bore me be blessed. ¹⁵ Cursed be the man who brought news to my father, saying, A man-child is born to thee, making him very glad. ¹⁶ And let that man be as the cities which LORD overthrew, and did not relent. And let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime, ¹⁷ because he did not kill me from the womb, and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great. ¹⁸ Why did I come forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

⁶ Then they took Jeremiah, and cast him into the dungeon of Malchijah the king's son, that was in the court of the guard. And they let Jeremiah down with cords. And in the dungeon there was no water, but mire, and Jeremiah sank in the mire.

¹² Is it nothing to you, all ye who pass by? Behold, and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought upon me. Therewith LORD has afflicted in the day of his fierce anger. ¹³ From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and faint all the day. ¹⁴ The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand. They are knit together. They have come up upon my neck. He has made my strength to fail. The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.