Jeremiah 10:19
Old Testament • 8 words with Strong's data
"Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it."
Word-by-Word Analysis
שֶׁבֶר
sheber
a fracture, figuratively, ruin; specifically, a solution (of a dream)
מַכָּה
makkâh
a wound; figuratively, carnage, also pestilence
כָּבֵד
kâbêd
heavy; figuratively in a good sense (numerous) or in a bad sense (severe, difficult, stupid)
אָמַר
ʼâmar
to say (used with great latitude)
אֶמֶת
ʼemeth
stability; (figuratively) certainty, truth, trustworthiness
כְּאֵב
kᵉʼêb
suffering (physical or mental), adversity
נָשָׂא
nâsâʼ
to lift, in a great variety of applications, literal and figurative, absolute and relative
Key Terms in This Verse
כָּבֵד kâbêd
heavy; figuratively in a good sense (numerous) or in a bad sense (severe, difficult, stupid)
Study H3515 →שֶׁבֶר sheber
a fracture, figuratively, ruin; specifically, a solution (of a dream)
Study H7667 →נָשָׂא nâsâʼ
to lift, in a great variety of applications, literal and figurative, absolute and relative
Study H5375 →Cross References
I will bear the indignation of the LORD, because I have sinned against him, until he plead my cause, and execute judgment for me: he will bring me forth to the light, and I shall behold his righteousn...
Therefore thou shalt say this word unto them; Let mine eyes run down with tears night and day, and let them not cease: for the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great breach, with a very g...
For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, and the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that bewaileth herself, that spreadeth her hands, s...
Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
And I will wait upon the LORD, that hideth his face from the house of Jacob, and I will look for him.
O LORD, the hope of Israel, all that forsake thee shall be ashamed, and they that depart from me shall be written in the earth, because they have forsaken the LORD, the fountain of living waters.
Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
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