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Jer 6:2

I have likened the daughter of Zion to a comely and delicate {woman}. {comely: or, dwelling at home}

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ParallelIsa 1:8

And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.

ParallelJer 4:31

For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, {and} the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, {that} bewaileth herself, {that} spreadeth her hands, {saying}, Woe {is} me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.

ParallelIsa 3:16

Moreover the LORD saith, Because the daughters of Zion are haughty, and walk with stretched forth necks and wanton eyes, walking and mincing {as} they go, and making a tinkling with their feet: {wanton...: Heb. deceiving with their eyes} {mincing: or, tripping nicely}

ParallelLam 2:13

What thing shall I take to witness for thee? what thing shall I liken to thee, O daughter of Jerusalem? what shall I equal to thee, that I may comfort thee, O virgin daughter of Zion? for thy breach {is} great like the sea: who can heal thee?

ParallelLam 2:1

How hath the Lord covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud in his anger, {and} cast down from heaven unto the earth the beauty of Israel, and remembered not his footstool in the day of his anger!

Parallel1Ti 5:6

But she that liveth in pleasure is dead while she liveth. {in...: or, delicately}

ParallelIsa 32:9

Rise up, ye women that are at ease; hear my voice, ye careless daughters; give ear unto my speech.

ParallelJer 4:17

As keepers of a field, are they against her round about; because she hath been rebellious against me, saith the LORD.

ParallelJer 4:31

For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, {and} the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, {that} bewaileth herself, {that} spreadeth her hands, {saying}, Woe {is} me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.

ParallelLam 4:5

They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets: they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.