Psalm 38:8

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Cross References

Job 3:24

For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like the waters.

Job 30:27

My bowels boiled, and rested not: The days of affliction prevented me.

Job 30:28

I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

Psalm 32:3

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long.

Isaiah 59:11

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.