You said, Woe is me now, for Jehovah has added grief to my pain; I fainted in my groaning, and I find no rest.
Even today my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy over my groaning.
Woe is me that I sojourned in Meshech; I dwell with the tents of Kedar!
I would have fainted unless I had believed to see the goodness of Jehovah in the land of the living.
Deep calls to deep through the voice of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and Your waves have passed over me.
I am weary in my groaning; I shall make my bed swim in all the night; I melt my couch with my tears.
My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all those distressing me.
I am weary from my crying, my throat is burnt; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
Your strength will be narrow if you faint in the day of distress,
So says Jehovah, the God of Israel, to you, O Baruch:
From my smiling I suffer beyond grief; my heart is sick within me.
Oh, that my head were waters and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
From on high He has sent fire into my bones and subdued them. He spread a net for my feet; He has turned me back; He gave me desolation; all the days I faint.
Let all their evil come before You; and do to them as You have done to me for all my transgressions. For my groans are many, and my heart is faint.
For if He causes grief, He will have pity according to His many kindnesses.
Because of this, having this ministry, even as we obtained mercy, we do not fail in heart.
Therefore we do not fail in heart, but if indeed our outward man is being consumed, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.
But let us not be wearied in doing good; for in its own time we shall reap, not growing faint-hearted.
And you, brothers, do not lose heart in well doing.