مَرَاثِي إِرْمِيَا 1:16

عَلَى هَذِهِ أَنَا بَاكِيَةٌ. عَيْنِي، عَيْنِي تَسْكُبُ مِيَاهًا لِأَنَّهُ قَدِ ٱبْتَعَدَ عَنِّي ٱلْمُعَزِّي، رَادُّ نَفْسِي. صَارَ بَنِيَّ هَالِكِينَ لِأَنَّهُ قَدْ تَجَبَّرَ ٱلْعَدُوُّ».

For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.