But now He has made me weary; You have made all my company desolate.
so I am made to possess months of vanity, and weary nights are appointed to me.
Therefore I also have made you sick by striking you, laying you waste because of your sins.
The Lord Jehovah has given Me the tongue of the learned, to know to help the weary with a word. He wakens morning by morning, He wakens the ear to hear as the learned.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I despise them; I will not live always; let me alone, for my days are vanity.
There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest;
My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God.
He has put my brothers far from me, and my friends have truly turned away from me.
Is not my help in me? And is wisdom fully driven away from me?