Psalm 38:8

English Standard Version 2016

I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

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For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

For my sighing comes instead of my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.

I go about darkened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

We all growl like bears; we moan and moan like doves; we hope for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

My inward parts are in turmoil and never still; days of affliction come to meet me.