Jeremiah 4:19
“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.”
As keepers of a field, are they against her round about; because she hath been rebellious against me, saith the Lord.
Thy way and thy doings have procured these things unto thee; this is thy wickedness, because it is bitter, because it reacheth unto thine heart.
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.
Destruction upon destruction is cried; for the whole land is spoiled: suddenly are my tents spoiled, and my curtains in a moment.
How long shall I see the standard, and hear the sound of the trumpet?
Counter-Arguments
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Cross-References
“When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.”
“And he said unto his father, My head, my head. And he said to a lad, Carry him to his mother.”
“Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir–haresh.”
“For how can I endure to see the evil that shall come unto my people? or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?”
“My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.”