Nahum 2:7

I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan

I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”

We all roar like bears and moan bitterly like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.

But those of those who escape, they will escape and will be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, everyone in his iniquity.

But the tax collector, standing far away, wouldn’t even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’

I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

Surely after that I was turned. I repented. After that I was instructed. I struck my thigh. I was ashamed, yes, even confounded, because I bore the reproach of my youth.’

You have removed my soul far away from peace. I forgot prosperity.

All were weeping and mourning her, but he said, “Don’t weep. She isn’t dead, but sleeping.”

Most certainly I tell you that you will weep and lament, but the world will rejoice. You will be sorrowful, but your sorrow will be turned into joy.

Jesus said these things, then lifting up his eyes to heaven, he said, “Father, the time has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may also glorify you;

and two turtledoves, or two young pigeons, such as he is able to afford; and the one shall be a sin offering, and the other a burnt offering.

Your sons and your daughters will be given to another people. Your eyes will look, and fail with longing for them all day long. There will be no power in your hand.

“Remember now, Yahweh, I beg you, how I have walked before you in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

“If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

Surely his salvation is near those who fear him, that glory may dwell in our land.

I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.

My eyes fail for your word. I say, “When will you comfort me?”

Ensure your servant’s well-being. Don’t let the proud oppress me.

Salvation is far from the wicked, for they don’t seek your statutes.

Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

Your sons have fainted. They lie at the head of all the streets, like an antelope in a net. They are full of Yahweh’s wrath, the rebuke of your God.

Therefore justice is far from us, and righteousness doesn’t overtake us. We look for light, but see darkness; for brightness, but we walk in obscurity.

We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of healing, and behold, dismay!

Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a spring of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

But Yahweh of Armies, who tests the righteous, who sees the heart and the mind, let me see your vengeance on them, for I have revealed my cause to you.

For Yahweh says: “We have heard a voice of trembling; a voice of fear, and not of peace.

“Look, Yahweh; for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart turns over within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad, the sword bereaves. At home, it is like death.

My eyes fail with tears. My heart is troubled. My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

Our eyes still fail, looking in vain for our help. In our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save.

For this our heart is faint. For these things our eyes are dim.

in that day I swore to them, to bring them out of the land of Egypt into a land that I had searched out for them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands.

Moreover also I swore to them in the wilderness, that I would not bring them into the land which I had given them, flowing with milk and honey, which is the glory of all lands;

Your turbans will be on your heads, and your sandals on your feet. You won’t mourn or weep; but you will pine away in your iniquities, and moan one toward another.

They will make a plunder of your riches, and make a prey of your merchandise. They will break down your walls, and destroy your pleasant houses. They will lay your stones, your timber, and your dust in the middle of the waters.

They haven’t cried to me with their heart, but they howl on their beds. They assemble themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.

In that day, says Yahweh, there will be the noise of a cry from the fish gate, a wailing from the second quarter, and a great crashing from the hills.

Many women were there watching from afar, who had followed Jesus from Galilee, serving him.

There were also women watching from afar, among whom were both Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the less and of Joses, and Salome;

and certain women who had been healed of evil spirits and infirmities: Mary who was called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out;

A great multitude of the people followed him, including women who also mourned and lamented him.

All the multitudes that came together to see this, when they saw the things that were done, returned home beating their breasts.

All his acquaintances and the women who followed with him from Galilee stood at a distance, watching these things.

The women, who had come with him out of Galilee, followed after, and saw the tomb, and how his body was laid.

Now when they heard this, they were cut to the heart, and said to Peter and the rest of the apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?”