Psalm 38:9

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

I was languid and crushed even greatly: I roared from the groaning of my heart

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Thou heardest the desire of the poor, O Jehovah: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to attend.

I was wearied with my sighing all the night I shall make my bed to swim with my tears; I shall make my couch to flow.

For also in this we groan, longing to have our dwelling from heaven put on:

Nathanael says to him, Whence knowest thou me? Jesus answered and said to him, Before Philip called thee, being under the fig tree, I saw thee.

From the voice of my groaning my bone did cleave to my flesh.

To hear the groaning of the bound; to loose the sons of death.