Jeremiah 9:1
Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
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Study Note
Jeremiah's anguished cry — 'oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people' — opens the most concentrated section of prophetic lamentation in the Hebrew Bible, traditionally called the 'Weeping Prophet' passage. The hyperbolic wish for inexhaustible tears (a spring, not just a pool) matches the scale of the catastrophe the prophet foresees: the entire fabric of Judean social and religious life about to be destroyed by Babylon. The conjunction of prophetic knowledge (that Judah will be judged) and prophetic empathy (grief at that judgment) models the impossible vocational tension of the biblical prophet — declaring judgment without detachment from those judged. Jesus weeping over Jerusalem (Luke 19:41: eklausen, 'he wept') stands in conscious continuity with this Jeremianic tradition of prophetic tears over an unrepentant people.
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Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
Who doth make my head waters, And mine eye a fountain of tears? And I weep by day and by night, For the wounded of the daughter of my people.
If only my head was a stream of waters and my eyes fountains of weeping, so that I might go on weeping day and night for the dead of the daughter of my people!
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