Lamentations 4:8 Cross References - LEB

⁸ Now their appearance is blacker than soot, they are not recognized in the streets; their skin has shriveled on their bones, it has become dry like wood.

¹⁹ So the two of them went until they came to Bethlehem. _⌊And when they came_⌋* to Bethlehem, all of the town was stirred because of them. And they said, "Is this Naomi?" ²⁰ And she said to them, "You should not call me Naomi; call me Mara, for Shaddai* has _⌊caused me to be very bitter_⌋.*

¹² Thus* they lifted up their eyes* from afar, but* they did not recognize him, so* they raised their voice, and they wept, and each man tore his outer garment* and threw dust on their heads _⌊toward the sky_⌋.*

²⁰ My bones* cling to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

¹⁷ _⌊At night I am in great pain_⌋;* my pains do not take a rest. ¹⁸ He seizes my clothing with _⌊great power_⌋;* he grasps me by my tunic's collar. ¹⁹ He has cast me into the dirt, and I have become like dust* and ashes.

³⁰ My skin turns black on me, and my bones burn with heat.

²¹ His flesh is wasted away from sight, and his bones, which are invisible, are bared.

⁴ For day and night your hand was heavy upon me. My vigor was changed into the dry heat of summer. Selah

³ There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation. There is no health in my bones because of my sin.

³ for my days vanish in smoke, and my bones are charred like a hearth. ⁴ My heart is struck like grass and withers. Indeed, I forget to eat* my bread. ⁵ Because of the sound of my groaning my bones* cling to my skin.*

¹¹ My days are like a lengthened shadow, and I wither like grass.

⁸³ For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, yet I have not forgotten your statutes.

¹⁴ Just as many were appalled at you— such was his appearance beyond human disfigurement, and his form beyond the sons of mankind—

¹ How the gold has grown dim, the pure gold has changed. The stones of holiness are scattered at the head of every street. ² The precious sons of Zion weighed against fine gold, how they are thought of as earthen vessels of clay, the work of the potter's hands.

¹⁰ Our skin is hot like an oven because of the scorching famine.

⁶ _⌊From before them_⌋* nations writhe, all faces _⌊turn pale_⌋.*

¹⁰ Emptiness and plundering and devastation! Their hearts faint and their knees tremble,* _⌊All their loins shake_⌋* and all their faces _⌊turn_⌋* pale.