Strong's G4938 σύντριμμα (syntrimma)

a man who has a broken hand or a broken foot,

bruise for bruise, eye for eye, tooth for tooth: as anyone may inflict a blemish on a man, so shall it be rendered to him.

Let him not crush me with a dark storm: But he has made my bruises many without cause.

They are all gone out of the way, they are together become good for nothing, There is none that does good, no not one. Their throat is an open sepulcher; With their tongues they have used deceit; The poison of asps is under their lips: Whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness; Their feet are swift to shed blood: Destruction and misery are in their ways; And the way of peace they have not known: There is no fear of God before their eyes.

Thou hast shaken the earth, and troubled it; Heal its breaches, for it has been shaken.

He heals the broken in heart, And binds up their wounds.

And plagues shall come into the inward parts of their belly.

Who has woe? who trouble? who has quarrels? And who vexations and disputes? Who has bruises without a cause? Whose eyes are livid?

The heart of the region of Moab cries within her to Zoar; for it is as a heifer of three years old: and on the ascent of Eglath they shall go up to thee weeping by the way of Horonaim: she cries, Destruction, and trembling.

Therefore I said, Let me alone, I will weep bitterly; labor not to comfort me for the breach of the daughter of my people.

This is the rest to him that is hungry, and this is the calamity: but they would not hear.

And the fall thereof shall be as the breaking of an earthen vessel, as small fragments of a pitcher, so that thou shouldest not find among them a sherd, with which thou mightest take up fire, and with which thou shouldest draw a little water.

And the light of the moon shall be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun shall be sevenfold in the day when the Lord shall heal the breach of his people, and shall heal the pain of thy wound.

Wherefore these things are against thee; who shall sympathize with thee in thy grief? downfall, and destruction, famine, and sword: who shall comfort thee?

And their feet run to wickedness, swift to shed blood; their thoughts also are thoughts of murder; destruction and misery are in their ways;

And injustice shall no more be heard in thy land, nor destruction nor misery in thy coasts; but thy walls shall be called Salvation, and thy gates Sculptured Work.

Turn, ye children that are given to turning, and I will heal your bruises. Behold, we will be thy servants; for thou art the Lord our God.

And they healed the breach of my people imperfectly, making light of it, and saying, Peace, peace: and where is peace?

For the breach of the daughter of my people I have been saddened: in my perplexity pangs have seized upon me as of a woman in travail.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous; but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

And thou shalt speak this word to them; Let your eyes shed tears day and night, and let them not cease: for the daughter of my people has been sorely bruised, and her plague is very grievous.

Let them that persecute me be ashamed, but let me not be ashamed: let them be alarmed, but let me not be alarmed: bring upon them the evil day, crush them with double destruction.

for there is a voice of men crying out of Horonaim, destruction and great ruin.

for Luhith is filled with weeping: one shall go up weeping by the way of Horonaim; ye have heard a cry of destruction.

Thus saith the Lord; I have brought on thee destruction; thy stroke is painful.

Mine eyes have failed with tears, My heart is troubled, My glory is cast down to the ground, For the destruction of the daughter of my people; While the infant and suckling swoon In the streets of the city.

Mine eye shall pour down torrents of water, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.

The hands of tenderhearted women Have sodden their own children: They became meat for them In the destruction of the daughter of my people.

For I will give commandment, and sift the house of Israel among all the Gentiles, as corn is sifted in a sieve, and yet a fragment shall not in anywise fall upon the earth.

Destruction and misery are in their ways:

he said, Woe is me! wherefore was I born to see this misery of my people, and of the holy city, and to dwell there, when it was delivered into the hand of the enemy, and the sanctuary into the hand of strangers?

And their going from us to be utter destruction: But they are in peace.

Death, and bloodshed, strife, and sword, Calamities, famine, tribulation, and the scourge;