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And he returned to be healed in Jezreel of the wounds which they had given him at Ramah, when he fought against Hazael king of Syria. And Azariah the son of Jehoram king of Judah went down to see Jehoram the son of Ahab in Jezreel, because he was sick.

And he gathered together the priests and the Levites, and said to them, Go out unto the cities of Judah, and gather of all Israel money to repair the house of your God from year to year; and see that ye hasten the matter. Howbeit the Levites hastened it not.

Wherefore the wrath of Jehovah was upon Judah and Jerusalem, and he hath delivered them to be tossed to and fro, to be an astonishment, and a hissing, as ye see with your eyes.

And be not ye like your fathers, and like your brethren, who trespassed against Jehovah, the God of their fathers, so that he gave them up to desolation, as ye see.

Behold, I will gather thee to thy fathers, and thou shalt be gathered to thy grave in peace, neither shall thine eyes see all the evil that I will bring upon this place, and upon the inhabitants thereof. And they brought back word to the king.

Now because we eat the salt of the palace, and it is not meet for us to see the king's dishonor, therefore have we sent and certified the king;

Then said I unto them, Ye see the evil case that we are in, how Jerusalem lieth waste, and the gates thereof are burned with fire: come, and let us build up the wall of Jerusalem, that we be no more a reproach.

And our adversaries said, They shall not know, neither see, till we come into the midst of them, and slay them, and cause the work to cease.

Now it came to pass, when they spake daily unto him, and he hearkened not unto them, that they told Haman, to see whether Mordecai's matters would stand: for he had told them that he was a Jew.

Yet all this availeth me nothing, so long as I see Mordecai the Jew sitting at the king's gate.

for how can I endure to see the evil that shall come unto my people? or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?

For now ye are nothing; Ye see a terror, and are afraid.

Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.

Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not.

Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.

Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

And after my skin, even this body, is destroyed, Then without my flesh shall I see God;

Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.

The eye which saw him shall see him no more; Neither shall his place any more behold him.

Let his own eyes see his destruction, And let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.