Lamentations 3:1 Cross References - Darby

¹ I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.

²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, ye my friends; for the hand of +God hath touched me.

²⁰ Thou, who hast shewn us many and sore troubles, wilt revive us again, and wilt bring us up again from the depths of the earth;

⁷ Thy fury lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted [me] with all thy waves. Selah.

¹⁵ I am afflicted and expiring from my youth up; I suffer thy terrors, [and] I am distracted. ¹⁶ Thy fierce anger hath gone over me; thy terrors have brought me to nought:

³ He is despised and left alone of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief, and like one from whom [men] hide their faces; -- despised, and we esteemed him not.

¹⁷ I sat not in the assembly of the mockers, nor exulted: I sat alone because of thy hand; for thou hast filled me with indignation. ¹⁸ Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable? It refuseth to be healed. Wilt thou be altogether unto me as a treacherous [spring], [as] waters that fail?

¹⁴ Cursed be the day wherein I was born; let not the day wherein my mother bore me be blessed! ¹⁵ Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto thee; making him very glad! ¹⁶ And let that man be as the cities which Jehovah overthrew, and repented not; and let him hear a cry in the morning, and a shouting at noonday, ¹⁷ because he slew me not from the womb. Or would that my mother had been my grave, and her womb always great [with me]! ¹⁸ Wherefore came I forth from the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed in shame?

⁶ Then they took Jeremiah, and cast him into the dungeon of Malchijah the son of Hammelech, which was in the court of the guard, and they let down Jeremiah 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 that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, whom Jehovah hath afflicted in the day of his fierce anger. ¹³ From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; he hath spread a net for my feet; he hath turned me back; he hath made me desolate [and] faint all the day. ¹⁴ The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, they are come up upon my neck; he hath made my strength to fail; the Lord hath delivered me into hands out of which I am not able to rise up.