My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

There is that speaketh like the piercings of a sword: but the tongue of the wise is health.

Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also,) that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

Let the priests, the ministers of the LORD, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O LORD, and give not thine heritage to reproach, that the heathen should rule over them: wherefore should they say among the people, Where is their God?

Then she that is mine enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her which said unto me, Where is the LORD thy God? mine eyes shall behold her: now shall she be trodden down as the mire of the streets.