You write down bitter accusations against me. You make me suffer for the sins of my youth.
The woman asked Elijah, “What do you and I have in common, man of God? Did you come here to remind me of my sin and kill my son?”
His bones, once full of youthful vigor, will lie down with him in the dust.
“Why give light to one in misery and life to those who find it so bitter,
He would not let me catch my breath. He fills me with bitterness.
Do not remember the sins of my youth or my rebellious ways. Remember me, O Lord, in keeping with your mercy and your goodness.
After I was turned around, I changed the way I thought and acted. After I was taught a lesson, I hung my head in shame. I was so ashamed and humiliated, because of all the stupid things I have done ever since I was young.’
Later, Jesus met the man in the temple courtyard and told him, “You’re well now. Stop sinning so that something worse doesn’t happen to you.”
One man, who had been sick for 38 years, was lying there.
She answered them, “Don’t call me Naomi [Sweet]. Call me Mara [Bitter] because the Almighty has made my life very bitter.