Lexicon :: Strong's H7667 - šeḇar

“no man who has a broken foot or hand,

“fracture for fracture, eye for eye, tooth for tooth. Whatever injury he inflicted on the person, the same is to be inflicted on him.

When Gideon heard the account of the dream and its interpretation, he bowed in worship. He returned to Israel’s camp and said, “Get up, for the LORD has handed the Midianite camp over to you.”

When Leviathan rises, the mighty[fn] are terrified;

they withdraw because of his thrashing.

You have shaken the land and split it open.

Heal its fissures, for it shudders.

The tongue that heals is a tree of life,

but a devious tongue[fn] breaks the spirit.

Pride comes before destruction,

and an arrogant spirit before a fall.

One who loves to offend loves strife;

one who builds a high threshold invites injury.

Before his downfall a person’s heart is proud,

but humility comes before honor.

At the same time both rebels and sinners will be broken,

and those who abandon the LORD will perish.

My heart cries out over Moab,

whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar,

to Eglath-shelishiyah;

they go up the Ascent of Luhith weeping;

they raise a cry of destruction

on the road to Horonaim.

“this iniquity of yours will be

like a crumbling gap,

a bulge in a high wall

whose collapse will come in an instant ​— ​suddenly!

The moonlight will be as bright as the sunlight, and the sunlight will be seven times brighter ​— ​like the light of seven days ​— ​on the day that the LORD bandages his people’s injuries and heals the wounds he inflicted.

These two things have happened to you:

devastation and destruction,

famine and sword.

Who will grieve for you?

How can I[fn] comfort you?

Their feet run after evil,

and they rush to shed innocent blood.

Their thoughts are sinful thoughts;

ruin and wretchedness are in their paths.

Violence will never again be heard of in your land;

devastation and destruction

will be gone from your borders.

You will call your walls Salvation

and your city gates Praise.

“Look! My servants will shout for joy from a glad heart,

but you will cry out from an anguished heart,

and you will lament out of a broken spirit.

Lift up a signal flag toward Zion.

Run for cover! Don’t stand still!

For I am bringing disaster from the north —

a crushing blow.

Disaster after disaster is reported

because the whole land is destroyed.

Suddenly my tents are destroyed,

my tent curtains, in a moment.

“Run for cover

out of Jerusalem, Benjaminites.

Sound the ram’s horn in Tekoa;

raise a smoke signal over Beth-haccherem,[fn]

for disaster threatens from the north,

even a crushing blow.

They have treated my people’s brokenness superficially,

claiming, “Peace, peace,”

when there is no peace.

“They have treated the brokenness

of my dear[fn] people superficially,

claiming, ‘Peace, peace,’

when there is no peace.

I am broken by the brokenness

of my dear people.

I mourn; horror has taken hold of me.

Woe to me because of my brokenness —

I am severely wounded!

I exclaimed, “This is my intense suffering,

but I must bear it.”

You are to speak this word to them:

Let my eyes overflow with tears;

day and night may they not stop,

for my dearest people[fn]

have been destroyed by a crushing blow,

an extremely severe wound.

For this is what the LORD says:

Your injury is incurable;

your wound most severe.

Why do you cry out about your injury?

Your pain has no cure!

I have done these things to you

because of your enormous guilt

and your innumerable sins.

A voice cries out from Horonaim,

“devastation and a crushing blow! ”

For on the Ascent to Luhith

they will be weeping continually,[fn]

and on the descent to Horonaim

will be heard cries of distress over the destruction:

The sound of war is in the land —

a crushing blow!

The sound of a cry from Babylon!

The sound of terrible destruction

from the land of the Chaldeans!

My eyes are worn out from weeping;

I am churning within.

My heart is poured out in grief[fn]

because of the destruction of my dear people,

because infants and nursing babies faint

in the streets of the city.

What can I say on your behalf?

What can I compare you to, Daughter Jerusalem?

What can I liken you to,

so that I may console you, Virgin Daughter Zion?

For your ruin is as vast as the sea.

Who can heal you?

“We have experienced panic and pitfall,

devastation and destruction.”

The hands of compassionate women

have cooked their own children;

they became their food

during the destruction of my dear people.

“ ‘I will trouble the hearts of many peoples,

when I bring about your destruction

among the nations,

in countries you have not known.

They drink wine by the bowlful

and anoint themselves with the finest oils

but do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.

There is no remedy for your injury;

your wound is severe.

All who hear the news about you

will clap their hands because of you,

for who has not experienced

your constant cruelty?

On that day —

this is the LORD’s declaration —

there will be an outcry from the Fish Gate,

a wailing from the Second District,

and a loud crashing from the hills.