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Psalm 6:6

King James 3 - The Literal Traslation

I am weary in my groaning; I shall make my bed swim in all the night; I melt my couch with my tears.

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My soul loathes my life; I will leave my complaint on myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

My scorners are my friends; my eye pours out tears to God.

Even today my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy over my groaning.

so I am caused to inherit months of emptiness; and nights of trouble are appointed to me.

The dying do not praise Jehovah, nor all who go down into silence;

Hear, O Jehovah, and favor me; O Jehovah, be One helping me.

My Lord, all my desire is before You, and my sighing is not hidden from You.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Do not be silent at my tears, for I am an alien with You, a sojourner, as were all my fathers.

My tears have been my food by day and by night, while they say to me all the day, Where is your God?

I am weary from my crying, my throat is burnt; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Shall Your mercy be declared in the grave, Your faithfulness amidst ruin?

My eye mourns because of affliction; O Jehovah, I have called on You every day; I have spread out my palms to You.

For Sheol cannot thank You; death cannot praise You; the ones going down to the Pit cannot hope for Your truth.

And you shall speak this Word to them: Let my eyes run down with tears night and day, and do not let them cease. For the virgin daughter of my people is broken with a great break, with a very grievous blow.

On account of these I weep; my eye, my eye brings down water, because one comforting who could be bringing back my soul is far from me. My sons are desolated because the enemy prevails.

She bitterly weeps in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. She has no one out of all the ones loving her. All her friends dealt deceitfully with her; they became enemies to her.

And my eyes are at an end with tears, my bowels ferment; my liver is poured on the ground for the ruin of the daughter of my people, in the fainting of children and sucklings in the broad places of the city.

and standing by His feet, weeping behind Him, she began to wash His feet with tears. And she was wiping with the hairs of her head. And she ardently kissed His feet and was anointing them with the ointment.




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