Psalm 38:8

Lighthouse Bible 2006

I am feeble and greatly broken: I have groaned because of the agitation of my heart.

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For my sighing comes before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like waters.

My bowels were in turmoil, and did not rest: the days of affliction came upon me.

I went mourning away from the sun: I stood up, and I cried out in the congregation.

When I kept silence, my bones grew old through my roaring all the day long.

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