You, Lord, know every one of my deepest desires, and my noisy groans are no secret to you.
You listen to the longings of those who suffer. You offer them hope, and you pay attention to their cries for help.
He listened to the groans of prisoners, and he rescued everyone who was doomed to die.”
My groaning never stops, and my bones can be seen through my skin.
My groaning has worn me out. At night my bed and pillow are soaked with tears.
“How do you know me?” Nathanael asked. Jesus answered, “Before Philip called you, I saw you under the fig tree.”
While we are here on earth, we sigh because we want to live in that heavenly home.