21Since my people are crushed, I am crushed; I mourn, and horror grips me.
21Since my people are crushed, I am crushed; I mourn, and horror grips me.
18 O my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
19 Listen to the cry of my people from a land far away: "Is the Lord not in Zion? Is her King no longer there?" "Why have they provoked me to anger with their images, with their worthless foreign idols?"
20 "The harvest is past, the summer has ended, and we are not saved."
21 Since my people are crushed, I am crushed; I mourn, and horror grips me.
22 Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then is there no healing for the wound of my people?
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.
8:21For the affliction of the daughter of my people I am afflicted, and made sorrowful, astonishment hath taken hold on me.
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.
8:21For the breach of the daughter of my people am I crushed; I go mourning; astonishment hath taken hold of me.
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay has taken hold on me.
8:21For a breach of the daughter of my people have I been broken, I have been black, astonishment hath seized me.
8:21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment has taken hold on me.