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Psalm 32:3

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When I kept quiet, my body fell apart as I groaned in distress all day long.

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Once the period of mourning was over, David sent for her to be brought to his palace, and she became his wife and bore him a son. But what David had done was evil in the Lord's sight.

My groans are the bread I eat; my raging tears are the water I drink.

At night my bones are in agony; the pain gnaws at me and never stops.

My skin turns black on me; and my bones burn within me.

My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan, asking for help?

Because you're so upset with me, not a single part of my body is healthy; I am completely sick because of my sins.

I'm worn out, totally down. I groan because of the anguish I feel in my heart.

Please let me hear joy and happiness again; let the bones you have crushed be glad once more.

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for I am sick to the bone.

A cheerful attitude is like good medicine, but discouragement makes you sick.

People who hide their sins won't succeed, but those who confess and renounce their sins will be shown kindness.

Your children have collapsed, lying in every street like antelopes caught in a trap. They experienced the full anger of the Lord, the condemnation of your God.

Yes, I was angry with these sinful, greedy people so I punished them. I was angry, so I hid myself from them, but they went on their own rebellious way, doing whatever they wanted.

All of us growl like bears and coo like doves as we wait for justice to be done, but it never happens; we wait for salvation, but never receive it.

Judah has been dragged off into captivity, suffering miserably under brutal slavery; she lives among the nations but has no place of her own where she can rest. Those chasing her have brought her down and she cannot escape.

He has worn me out; he has broken me in pieces.

Even when I keep on crying out for help, he refuses to listen to my prayer.

They do not cry out to me with sincere minds; instead they lie on their beds howling. They assemble together and gash themselves to gain grain and new wine, but they turn away from me.

Then they took their bones and buried them under the tamarisk tree in Jabesh, and fasted for seven days.




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