Psalm 38:8

King James 3 - The Literal Traslation

I am benumbed and crushed even to excess; I roar from the groanings of my heart.

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For my sighing comes before my food; and my groanings are poured out like the waters.

My bowels have boiled, and they have not rested; the days of affliction confront me.

I go about being in the dark with no sun; I stood up in the assembly, and I cried out.

When I kept silence, then my bones became old, through my howling all day.

We all of us roar like bears, and moaning we moan like doves. We look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.