Psalm 38:9

New International Version

All my longings lie open before you, Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you.

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You, Lord, hear the desire of the afflicted; you encourage them, and you listen to their cry,

I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling,

“How do you know me?” Nathanael asked. Jesus answered, “I saw you while you were still under the fig tree before Philip called you.”

In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones.

to hear the groans of the prisoners and release those condemned to death.”