Lamentations 5:10 · KJV
“Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine. {terrible: or, terrors, or, storms}”
— Lamentations 5:10
We gat our bread with {the peril of} our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
They ravished the women in Zion, {and} the maids in the cities of Judah.
Lamentations 5 — Context
Servants have ruled over us: {there is} none that doth deliver {us} out of their hand.
9We gat our bread with {the peril of} our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.
10Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine. {terrible: or, terrors, or, storms}
11They ravished the women in Zion, {and} the maids in the cities of Judah.
12Princes are hanged up by their hand: the faces of elders were not honoured.
Cross References
Lamentations 4:8
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick. {blacker...: Heb. darker than blackness}
Job 30:30
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Psalms 119:83
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; {yet} do I not forget thy statutes.
Lamentations 3:4
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.