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  • Giê-rê-mi 14 17
    “ Speak this word to them:“‘ Let my eyes overflow with tears night and day without ceasing; for the Virgin Daughter, my people, has suffered a grievous wound, a crushing blow. (niv)
  • Giô-ên 2 6
    At the sight of them, nations are in anguish; every face turns pale. (niv)
  • Na-hum 2 10
    She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale. (niv)
  • Nhã Ca 1 5-Nhã Ca 1 6
    Dark am I, yet lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Kedar, like the tent curtains of Solomon.Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect. (niv)
  • Giê-rê-mi 4 19
    Oh, my anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain. Oh, the agony of my heart! My heart pounds within me, I cannot keep silent. For I have heard the sound of the trumpet; I have heard the battle cry. (niv)
  • Giê-rê-mi 9 1
    Oh, that my head were a spring of water and my eyes a fountain of tears! I would weep day and night for the slain of my people. (niv)
  • Rô-ma 9 1-Rô-ma 9 3
    I speak the truth in Christ— I am not lying, my conscience confirms it through the Holy Spirit—I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.For I could wish that I myself were cursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my people, those of my own race, (niv)
  • Thi Thiên 137 3-Thi Thiên 137 6
    for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentors demanded songs of joy; they said,“ Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”How can we sing the songs of the Lord while in a foreign land?If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand forget its skill.May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not consider Jerusalem my highest joy. (niv)
  • Lu-ca 19 41
    As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it (niv)
  • Giê-rê-mi 17 16
    I have not run away from being your shepherd; you know I have not desired the day of despair. What passes my lips is open before you. (niv)
  • Nê-hê-mi 2 3
    but I said to the king,“ May the king live forever! Why should my face not look sad when the city where my ancestors are buried lies in ruins, and its gates have been destroyed by fire?” (niv)