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Jeremiah 4:31

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31For I heard a sound as of a woman in labor pains,

The distress as of one giving birth to her first child,

The sound of the daughter of Zion agasping for breath,

bStretching out her 1hands, saying,

“Ah, woe is me, for my soul faints before murderers.”

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Footnotes

  1. 1Lit palms

Cross references

  1. aIs 42:14
  2. bIs 1:15; Lam 1:17

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

For I heard a cry as of a woman in labor,

anguish as of one giving birth to her first child,

the cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath,

stretching out her hands,

“Woe is me! I am fainting before murderers.”

NIVNew International Version (2011)

I hear a cry as of a woman in labor,

a groan as of one bearing her first child—

the cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath,

stretching out her hands and saying,

“Alas! I am fainting;

my life is given over to murderers.”

CSBChristian Standard Bible

I hear a cry like a woman in labor,

a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child.

The cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath,

stretching out her hands:

“Woe is me, for my life is weary

because of the murderers!”

NLTNew Living Translation

I hear a cry, like that of a woman in labor,

the groans of a woman giving birth to her first child.

It is beautiful Jerusalem

gasping for breath and crying out,

“Help! I’m being murdered!”

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

For I heard a voice like an ill woman,

anxiety like a woman who bears her first child,

the voice of the daughter of Zion.

She is gasping for breath,

she is spreading out her hands:

“Woe is me, for I am becoming tired before killers.”

KJV 1900King James Version

For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, and the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child,

The voice of the daughter of Zion, that bewaileth herself, that spreadeth her hands,

Saying, Woe is me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.