54 A piteous crie shall be herde from Babilon, and a greate mysery from the londe of the Caldees:
Jeremiah 51:54 Cross References - Coverdale
Isaiah 13:6-9
6 Mourne therfore, for the daye of the LORDE is at honde, and commeth as a destroyer from ye allmighty.
7 Then shall all hondes be letten downe, and all mens hertes shal melt awaie,
8 they shal stonde in feare, carefulnesse and sorowe shal come vpo them, and they shal haue payne, as a woman that traueleth with childe. One shall euer be aba?shed of another, & their faces shal burne, like ye flame.
9 For lo, the daye of the LORDE shall come, terrible, full of indignacion and wrath: to make the londe waist, and to root out the synne therof.
Isaiah 15:5
5 Wo is my hert for Moabs sake. They fled vnto the cite of Zoar, which is like a fayre fruteful bullock, they went vp to Luhith, wepinge. The waye toward Horonaim was ful of lamentacion for ye hurte.
Jeremiah 48:3-5
Jeremiah 50:22
22 There is gone aboute the londe a crie of a slaughter & greate murthur, namely on this maner:
Jeremiah 50:27
27 They shal slaye all hir mightie souldyers, and put them to death. Wo be vnto the, for the daye & tyme of their visitacion is at honde.
Jeremiah 50:43
43 As soone as the kinge of Babilon heareth tell of them, his hondes shal waxe feable: Sorowe and heuynes shall come vpon him, as a woman trauelinge with childe.
Jeremiah 50:46
46 The noyse at ye wynnynge of Babilon shal moue the earth, & the crie shalbe herde amonge the Getiles.
Zephaniah 1:10
10 At ye same tyme (saieth the LORDE) there shall be herde a greate crie from the fyshporte, and an howlinge from ye other porte, and a greate murthur from the hilles.
Revelation 18:17-19
17 for at one houre so greate ryches is come to naught. And euery shippe gouerner, and all they that occupie shippes, and shippmen which worke in the see, stode a farre of,
18 and cryed, when they sawe the smoke of her burnynge, and sayde: what cite is like vnto this greate cite?
19 And they cast dust on their heades, and cryed wepynge, and waylinge, and sayde: Alas, Alas the greate cite, wherin were made ryche all that had shippes in the see, by the reason of her wares: for at one houre is she made desolate.