NET Bible
"Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!"
— Jeremiah 8:18, NET Bible
“When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.”
“Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me. ”
“Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.”
“My sorrow is above sorrow, my heart mourneth within me.”
“Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.”
“When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.”
We hoped for good fortune, but nothing good has come of it. We hoped for a time of relief, but instead we experience terror.
The snorting of the enemy’s horses is already being heard in the city of Dan. The sound of the neighing of their stallions causes the whole land to tremble with fear. They are coming to destroy the land and everything in it! They are coming to destroy the cities and everyone who lives in them!”
The LORD says,“Yes indeed, I am sending an enemy against you that will be like poisonous snakes which cannot be charmed away. And they will inflict fatal wounds on you.”
Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
I hear my dear people crying out throughout the length and breadth of the land. They are crying,‘Is the LORD no longer in Zion? Is her divine King no longer there?’” The LORD answers,“Why then do they provoke me to anger with their images, with their worthless foreign idols?”
“They cry,‘Harvest time has come and gone, and the summer is over, and still we have not been delivered.’
My heart is crushed because my dear people are being crushed. I go about crying and grieving. I am overwhelmed with dismay.