Psalm 38:8

Modern King James Version

I am feeble and painfully broken; I have roared because of the groanings of my heart.

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

My bowels boiled, and did not rest; the days of trouble confront me.

I go in mourning with no sun; I stood up and I cried out in the congregation.

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

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