Cries

“What have you done?” replied the LORD. “The voice of your brother’s blood cries out to Me from the ground.

…because his cloak is the only covering he has for his body. What else will he sleep in? And if he cries out to Me, I will hear, for I am compassionate.

At their cries, all the people of Israel who were around them fled, saying, “The earth may swallow us too!”

Yet no one stretches out his hand against a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.

…if my land cries out against me and its furrows weep together,

…in the main concourse she cries aloud, at the city gates she makes her speech:

Beside the gates to the city, at the entrances she cries out:

My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. With weeping they ascend the slope of Luhith; they lament their destruction on the road to Horonaim.

As a woman with child about to give birth writhes and cries out in pain, so were we in Your presence, O LORD.

A voice cries out from Horonaim: ‘Devastation and great destruction!’

For on the ascent to Luhith they weep bitterly as they go, and on the descent to Horonaim cries of distress resound over the destruction:

Israel cries out to Me, “O our God, we know You!”

So I will kindle a fire in the walls of Rabbah to consume its citadels amid war cries on the day of battle and a violent wind on the day of tempest.

So I will send fire against Moab to consume the citadels of Kerioth. Moab will die in tumult, amid war cries and the sound of the ram’s horn.

Therefore this is what the LORD, the God of Hosts, the Lord, says: “There will be wailing in all the public squares and cries of ‘Alas! Alas!’ in all the streets. The farmer will be summoned to mourn, and the mourners to wail.

Isaiah cries out concerning Israel: “Though the number of the Israelites is like the sand of the sea, only the remnant will be saved.

During the days of Jesus’ earthly life, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One who could save Him from death, and He was heard because of His reverence.

Look, the wages you withheld from the workmen who mowed your fields are crying out against you. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of Hosts.