Job 30:28

Modern English Version

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

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“Behold, I cry out concerning wrong, but I am not heard; I cry aloud, but there is no justice.

My harp is turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.

I am bent down, I am bowed down greatly; I go around mourning all day long.

I will say to God, my rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

For You are the God of my refuge; why have You cast me off? Why do I walk about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?