Lamentations 3:15
He has filled me with bitterness, he has sated me with wormwood.
He has filled me with bitterness, he has sated me with wormwood.
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16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
17You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
19Remember my affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
20My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
12He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.
14I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
17For he breaks me with a storm, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
18He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
1I am the man that has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
2He has led me and caused me to walk in darkness, and not in light.
3Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
5He has built against me, and surrounded me with gall and travail.
6He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
7He has walled me about, that I can't go forth; he has made my chain heavy.
15therefore thus says Yahweh of Armies, the God of Israel, Behold, I will feed them, even this people, with wormwood, and give them water of gall to drink.
20Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
21They also gave me gall for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,
7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
9He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
9He has walled up my ways with cut stone; he has made my paths crooked.
11God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
12I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
13His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
6"But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
13From on high has he 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.
3For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
14"whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness."
15What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
21For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
20"Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
3You have shown your people hard things. You have made us drink the wine that makes us stagger.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
6Give strong drink to him who is ready to perish; and wine to the bitter in soul:
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
17I didn't sit in the assembly of those who make merry, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of your hand; for you have filled me with indignation.
23They offered him wine mixed with myrrh to drink, but he didn't take it.
11The name of the star is called "Wormwood." One third of the waters became wormwood. Many people died from the waters, because they were made bitter.
16"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
11He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
7He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
8For in the hand of Yahweh there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.
9They will not drink wine with a song. Strong drink will be bitter to those who drink it.